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What is it about the beach that draws us, like a magnet?  Like a needle pointing North?  Perhaps it is the sand, which welcomes us with open arms when we rejoice.  Which embraces the feet of the weary, like the warm hands of a loved one.  Come, leave our cares behind, let us walk.

 Susan Brackett

Image taken at Parsons Beach, Kennebunk, Maine.

 

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