seasons

As we approach the end of summer and our exodus from the island, I breathe deep gulps of sea air. Enough to hold me over for a while. We’ll be back later this fall, but with darkness falling earlier each evening and the hint of a chill in the air, it feels like I need that sea air to last me a long time. Back in my suburban neighborhood, I don’t smell the ocean very often. Occasionally a coastal storm blows the sea air to our neighborhood, but those blows are few and far between. Like one of the seals … Read more