My husband and I went for a stroll along Revere Beach this afternoon. We needed a change of scenery and didn’t want to drive far, so we settled on Revere. This beach shares it’s place in history because it is the first public beach in the country. Even though it lies in the flight path to Logan, there is something charming about this beach. I think it is because of the diverse and friendly array of people it draws.
As a kid, my family used to take day trips to Crane’s Beach in Ipswich. We would leave in the early morning, all four kids huddled in our hot station wagon, my Mom and Dad in the front seat, trying to keep the peace! We would return in the evening, tired and sunburned from a full day at Crane’s.
I can close my eyes and see myself – the little girl, playing in the sand, savoring the feel of it and the ice cold water. Do something special for yourself to recharge and reconnect with parts of your past – go for a summer stroll! Beaches tend to bring out the playful child in me – I wish I’d brought my pail and shovel.