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Time to Cry Tuesday – The Beach

Yes, I am back. And after quite a long break I have decided to blog regularly again. I am not quite sure why I stopped, probably a little burnout and a lot busy. But I missed it, and hopefully you did too.

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Here goes. Funny that I chose to come back on a Tuesday…

The beach. If you know me, my definition is not that place you go in the summer or on vacation. Sure, those are nice, but the beach is part of my soul. For my kind, off season beach is as enchanting as on.

As you know, Sandy beat the crap out of a lot of places in the Northeast.  The greatest victims were the beach communities. And with that she took a piece of many of us that is hard to reconcile.

Long Beach, NY. City by the Sea. To me, this is not just a town by the ocean. It is that part of me that threads itself through the fabric of my life. A constant.

It is 3 little sunburnt girl cousins in an outdoor shower of their Nana’s house, giggling and screaming after a long day in the sand and surf. It is those same little girls running barefoot to the stores ‘Around the Corner’ to buy candy, feeling the freedom that only a small beach town can offer a child. It is the entire extended family spending weekends together. It is the teenager who hitch-hiked to the beach in the off season with her friends, not because she did not have bus money, but because it was part of the adventure. It is under the boardwalk and all the experiments and rights of passage that happen in that magical space that are better left untold. It is new loves and old ones. It is my first summer as a mom, dragging that stroller and nursing that little baby non-stop under the shade of a beach towel. It’s a little boy on a skim board till it is almost dark. It is beach club cabanas and showered kids falling sleep on the car ride home. It is the boardwalk – that poor ravaged soul – where we took our 3 generation stroll every Friday after Thanksgiving for the past 25 years. And long walks on that same boardwalk to think something through or just calm down and BE.

It is where my family always goes to feel better. No matter what ails you, a little salt air and sea breeze is the best cure.

It is the place that never fails me when I am suffering. That great majestic soother.

So many have lost so much there, it is heartbreaking to comprehend. And it seems more than a little self-indulgent to speak of this type of loss in the shadow of shattered lives.

But anyone who grew up in those parts – or any beach community – will nod their heads and indulge me these thoughts. For you will understand that sometimes a place is more a part of you than you ever realized.

Let the rebuilding began.

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Phonetic Wino

I found this cup on the beach in Montauk. It’s for those who are pronunciation challenged. Or maybe those who are two drunk to read. Or maybe drunken foreigners.

I simply love it and want a full set of words. Any suggestions?

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Time to Cry Tuesday – Enjoy the Moment

This plaque is on a bench on the boardwalk in Long Beach, NY. All along the boardwalk there are benches with dedication plaques. Many of them memorialize those who were lost in 9/11 that grew up in the area. I have sadly come across the name of someone I once knew on one of these benches. Sobering indeed. Yet it makes me think how much of a comfort it must be to the family members to have these in such a special place.

This is up there with one of my most favorite places on earth. I spent much of my childhood on the beaches there, as my grandparents lived walking distance to the beach. Their house had an outdoor shower and there was nothing better after a day spent in the sand and surf than to return to that outdoor shower.

This past weekend I spent both days walking on this board walk. The first day was more of a stroll. A ritual walk with 3 generations of my family. One that we have done hundreds of times, in all seasons. It is our ‘place’. It is Home with a cap H. It is the place where each and every one of us feels like we belong.

Not bad right?

So yes, I surely did enjoy the moment.

Here are a few more favorite shots to give you a feel for the place.

There is a special bike lane which makes it a great place to ride.

It is not uncommon to see flowers on the memorial benches.

Hands down the sweetest sight of the day, this couple was quite elderly and extremely slow-moving, but you could tell that they take this walk every day and probably have been for many years.

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Nothing like a lion suit in 90 degree heat

I don’t know about you but I can’t think of any other job I would rather do less than wear a lion suit on the beach on 4th of July in 90 degree heat.

But hey, he was hugging kids all day so I guess he wasn’t all that miserable. He also stopped to take pictures with everyone.

Come to think of it he was a pretty damn joyful lion if you ask me.

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A whole different species

This weekend finds us on the beach in East Hampton. It was a perfect 10 beach day and when I first said that this morning I was talking about the weather. Later in the day that comment took on new meaning.

Somewhere around 4 o’clock a band of beautiful people found their way in front of us and I had all sorts of fun taking pics of my friends with these incredible specimens in the background. To protect the old and perverted innocent I am only sharing a fairly anonymous shot. There are others that are so hysterical I will probably have to make them into screen savers for days when I need a good laugh.

And ladies, since I don’t want you to feel left out, here is one for you:

Ouch!

The comment of the day came from Sandy N:

“It’s like they are from a whole diffferent species.”

Indeed.

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Time to Cry Tuesday – Hydrotherapy

Yesterday I showed you one kind of colorful that I experienced at the beach this weekend. The yin to that yang is, believe it or not, when I turned 90 degrees to my right, this is what I saw.

No kidding. With Ocean to left and bay to the right, this beach is one of the many breathtakingly magnificent places not too far from where I live. A true gem.

Being in a spot like this is my best therapy. I usually frequent this place off hours, sometimes with my dog and it is so peaceful and soothing.

I can hear myself think.

Feel my heartbeat.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Just be.

Can’t think of anything better than that.

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Snitches…

… end up in ditches.

Oh my. Saw this guy at the beach today and almost had second thoughts about snapping this shot for fear that I too, could find myself in a ditch. Something tells me this guy would not be too fond of me posting his picture.

But since his face is not showing and this is simply too perfect a picture not to blog about I am going to live on the edge, go out on a limb and hopefully not find myself in a ditch.

Why did I feel a little bit like I was in a Sopranos episode.

Sorry, vivid imagination.

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