I was swimming with the grandson yesterday on the long sand spit of Nantasket. The water was lovely, clear, and many flavors of cerulean and green. The entire length of sand was studded with people roasting their flesh and splashing around. A place of re-creation, literally with the pleasant tang of sea salt and lotion to jog the olfactory nerves. The sun was bright and it just made one feel that FOX News had suddenly gone liberal and the world could be a decent place, after all. I thought it interesting later when I noted Nantasket’s soft sands were also the graveyard of many ships. No wonder the lifesaving station is close–it’s now called the Coast Guard….
For more, check: http://bostonshipwrecks.org
Marc Songini 