I grew up on an island where you had to travel no more than 15 miles from north to south to reach a beach. I was there all summer. We had family camping vacations there. It was one of the first places I wanted to drive to when I got my license.
You’d think by now that I’d had my fill.
But, you know, many years later … the beach remains one of the places where I get refilled.
Last weekend, I found a new beach that I fell in love with.
Dear Oguncuit,
I’ll be back this summer.
Love,
Moe
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Good! Then we’ll expect a visit from you this summer!
You have a place to stay.
Gorgeous! It’s just as you described. There even looks like there’s a faint grid pattern in the sand.