I tried to get to the sea
Aug. 7th, 2020 08:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravena_kadeThursday I tried to get to the sea. I was on an 8:30 train to Manchester by the Sea.
I wanted to find Lobster cove. I did. It was quite a walk, but when I got there it was pretty on the surface, but it was low tide and the water was weedy, murky and smelly. The sand area was courser than where I live and hurt my feet (I am a tender toe). The locals leave trash all around and leave lots of dog poop to that I am sure washes into the sea when the tide is high.
I stopped by the real beach... I talked to the gate keeper and he could et me see the beach, but would not let me on the sand without a town ID. I sat on a rock a bit and listened to the waves. The beach was practically empty. And then a group of young people came by...they looked like either late high school or early college age... maybe about 25 of them. None wearing masks. The man at the gate looked embarrassed under his mask. I said "strangers are not the ones that are going to hurt us...it will be our own youth" He agreed.
I grabbed an early train home. I tire easily now that I have been out of shape. I need to get walking again. I need to at least get walking for an hour a day and maybe work to get at more. The pandemic shuttering has killed my stamina. I can garden and do chores for hours by legs have gotten lazy.
Today is a chore day. I need to setoff my butt and get cracking.
I wanted to find Lobster cove. I did. It was quite a walk, but when I got there it was pretty on the surface, but it was low tide and the water was weedy, murky and smelly. The sand area was courser than where I live and hurt my feet (I am a tender toe). The locals leave trash all around and leave lots of dog poop to that I am sure washes into the sea when the tide is high.
I stopped by the real beach... I talked to the gate keeper and he could et me see the beach, but would not let me on the sand without a town ID. I sat on a rock a bit and listened to the waves. The beach was practically empty. And then a group of young people came by...they looked like either late high school or early college age... maybe about 25 of them. None wearing masks. The man at the gate looked embarrassed under his mask. I said "strangers are not the ones that are going to hurt us...it will be our own youth" He agreed.
I grabbed an early train home. I tire easily now that I have been out of shape. I need to get walking again. I need to at least get walking for an hour a day and maybe work to get at more. The pandemic shuttering has killed my stamina. I can garden and do chores for hours by legs have gotten lazy.
Today is a chore day. I need to setoff my butt and get cracking.
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Date: 2020-08-08 03:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-08-15 03:41 pm (UTC)As someone who was raised to leave places better than you found them, this really hurts my heart. =(