Beach Treasure
Beach Treasure

Beach Treasure

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I usually know, even before we arrive, whether I will find something in the sand—a special rock, a sand dollar, a mermaid’s tear.  Truly, it is hard not to come home with some little treasure in my pocket, since every step I take brings me to another marvel.  Today, though, we get to the beach to find that the ice has come right up the shore past the high tide line, covering the sand and stones and shells with a crackling white landscape.  Remarkably, today’s treasure looks back at me sceptically, and refuses to consider climbing into my pocket.

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