This image could almost be some Flemish masterpiece if there was more happening and if there was a woman holding an umbrella to keep the sun off of her. There is something about tidal areas that are magical. The water comes in. The water goes out. But, where does it go? If the water is coming in at this beach in Rhode Island, does that mean that the water is moving out somewhere in Northern Spain? The smooth, wet sand seems to go on forever. And then you come to the tide line and the ocean begins. I would guess these folks are looking for shells. The woman has a plastic bucket to carry them in. The man in holding his sandals so that his feet connect with the beach. It would seem that life couldn't possibly get any better. Knowing that something like this can happen in July makes me feel more patient for Winter to be over in February. 

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