I walked up the road from the lit­tle monop­oly house until the sand was beneath my feet. Com­ing over the hill revealed a sur­re­al view of the baby dune grass plant­i­ngs that went as far as the eye can see.  The replen­ished dunes have been made taller to pro­tect the shore hous­es. It’s a strange look­ing sight. So inter­ven­tion­ist, so unnatural.

An inter­est­ing change to the beach below remind­ed me of the island when I was a kid. The slope was gen­tle so was the surf. At low tide one could walk out and inter­act with numer­ous tide pools. Look­ing for­ward to my next trip to see how the grass grows.