The Fourth Amendment, just in case

Fourth Amend­ment: “The right of the peo­ple to be secure in their per­sons, hous­es, papers, and effects, against unrea­son­able search­es and seizures, shall not be vio­lat­ed, and no War­rants shall issue, but upon prob­a­ble cause, sup­port­ed by Oath or affir­ma­tion, and par­tic­u­lar­ly describ­ing the place to be searched, and the per­sons or things to be seized.”

You can still see Irene though she’s long gone.

After spend­ing sev­er­al hours at the beach recent­ly I saw the echos of hur­ri­cane Irene. She had torn up the board­walk for miles. Torn sid­ing and shin­gles off the sides of hous­es and build­ings and lift­ed sands to cov­er the dunes and their pro­tec­tive fences.

But with all this destruc­tion there was some­thing I had­n’t seen in quite some time on the shores that are man­i­cured for the long tourist sea­son. I saw nature. I could see piles of drift­wood; a wel­come nat­ur­al addi­tion that these days are almost impos­si­ble to find. I can remem­ber when we would build fires with this wood and stay on the beach long past dark. Some­times we would cook one or two of the fish we had caught that day.

I was able to sift through the plas­tic bot­tle caps that one finds now instead of glass word round by the sea to find some shells that had not been crushed to pieces by beach clean­ing equip­ment. I found small mus­sel shells mak­ing an ink spat­ter pat­tern on the wet sands.

Thank you Irene.