There is magic where the sea meets the shore


Out of the Broomcloset

I must go down to the Sea again, 
For the call of the running tide,
Is a wild call, and a clear call,
That may not be denied.

John Mansfield, from his “Sea Fever”

And who of us have not felt a similar call (or been dragged down to the shore on a family vacation), somewhere between Keansburg and Cape May?