As the weather starts to cool and the days get shorter, I find myself soaking up every minute of time I can spend outside, especially at the beach. I’ve traded my swimsuit for a scarf and my Birkenstocks for boots, but the peace and majesty of the water remains as grounding as ever.

This weekend on a beach walk, I came across a large hunk of driftwood that has been sitting in the same spot all year. It weathered the winter icebergs and the summer humidity, and is now holding on through the wind and rain of autumn. I hadn’t walked all the way down to it in a while, and I realized it looks a bit different now. Although it still rests in the same spot, its shape has been molded by the water and the weather, slowly, a little bit each day.

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