BeachAlert File #15

Here’s the beach at sunset.  It deserves equal time.  The gulls are flying north.  One of these days I’m going to discover where they spend the night.  It must be some exclusive seagull resort. All the life forms are feverishly active, as if that would make the day live longer, especially after the red sun …

BeachAlert File #14

Just before the Crack of Dawn, the crescent moon is an exquisite jewel displayed on dark blue velvet.  Crescent moon?!!  Gasp!!!  That means there isn’t any cloud cover.  I start my trek to the pier while the night lights are still on. The seagulls are already out and about.  A small clique gathers around something …

BeachAlert File #11

People certainly are eager to get to the beach today.  Three of us line up to get into the parking lot when it opens at 5:40 a.m.  It’s still dark.  I park and wait.  The days when we go to the beach always turn out better than the others, don’t they. Suddenly, instead of being …

BeachAlert File #8

I get to the beach half an hour later than usual.  Dawn has broken. The streetlights are off, and the local power plant is already making smoke.  The cloud cover is gone.  The sun is peeking over the rooftops of the pretty little houses lined up along the Strand.  I can see sailboats along the …