This year more than any other, our journey to the public beach in Dennisport, Mass. during our annual Cale Cod getaway was full of expectations and fraught with the weight of the state of our world both.
So we wore our masks in case the beach was crowded.
Thankfully, we were able to find our bubble in nature by strolling a bit.
We made the most of God’s great space.
OK, now I’ll admit that we did cross the line for a couple hundred yards or so of breathing in the rarified air on the private beach side of the sign. One guy sitting up by his yard glared at me, swears my dear wife Karen.
The difference in people on the public side was amazing.
Back up the stairs to the safety of our car we went.