Step off the pine-needle strewn and tree-lined path; take your shoes off, and bury your toes in the fine, patterned sand. It’s better this way, or at least it’s the kind of adventure you seek today. You and your love arrive a bit before sundown, near where the river meets the sea, and you decide to see how far the tides will let you wander. It’s quiet here, save the rhythmic lapping on the shore and the egret that startles the peace with a harsh call as she dives into the marsh grass.
This is why you chose this place, and you’re grateful for this reminder in the chaos of long days.