Last Saturday, I wanted to spend some time swimming, and walking. I arrived at the beach to be greeted by a wind storm. I hid out in the woods, with T.S. Elliot and waited for it to pass. Sand grains can feel like BB’s when the wind is pouring over the waves. It didn’t let up. So I walked around in the woods overlooking the ocean. It was eerily quiet, and satisfying to sit still and listen to nature.