It was a late starting Wednesday. I carried more than my share of melancholy with me to the sea, which was lovely and blue and full of life. The horseshoe crabs were back at Sandy Hook Bay, where the seeds for my love of this area were planted one year ago.
The warmer weather means the return of people to the sea, which is difficult after seven months of deep quiet, but at least it means new places to eat are opening up, like TR's in Belmar, which had some rather interesting decorative touches. Aliens FTW!
There was mystery at sunset. There is always mystery at sunset. Such a pity I can't carry it with me, that it can't sustain me. Maybe one day.
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