Sonnet Sunday: Learning to Swim at the Shore
A Sonnet Sunday poem about learning to swim, trusting the water, and discovering you can move with what once scared you.
Dive in to the post →A Sonnet Sunday poem about learning to swim, trusting the water, and discovering you can move with what once scared you.
Dive in to the post →A Sonnet Sunday poem about gardening, spring growth, and the quiet magic of planting something and believing it will bloom.
Dive in to the post →A bottle washes up with no message inside, just sand. Still, it delivers a reminder: we owe the shore some care. 🧴🌊
Dive in to the post →They call it Black Friday.Humans stampede through parking lots and plazas, hunting shiny boxes and blinking screens.But down at the shore?We call it The Quiet Day. Most years, it’s just me – Sal the Seagull – circling above empty beaches, riding the wind like a king with no subjects.No fries.No crumbs.No half-eaten rolls.Just sand, sky, … Read more
Dive in to the post →The shore is both a giver and a taker. On this Flotsam Friday, we reflect on the things we lose – and the things we find. A boogie board, a piece of love, and the beach’s endless rhythm of loss and recovery.
Dive in to the post →A Thurston Howell Thursday look at the classic Gilligan’s Island episode “Waiting for Watubi” – and the quirky superstitions we all carry with us when we head down the shore.
Dive in to the post →Post your best beach haiku — and you might just get featured in our newsletter or next DTSFG book! 🌊✍️🪿
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