Sculpture, sea grasses, bikes, bamboo: An American Dream come true on Fire Island
Sculpting an American Dream
More about my family's week on Fire Island, pre-Sandy. The house below was located just behind the one and only line of sand dunes between ocean and homes in Ocean Beach. I don't know if the house is still there or not. I've heard that now you must have a permit to get on the island. The lack of ferries, and the limits on people and cargo, will slow the rebuilding process.
This house had lots of sculpture in the yard; here's one of a reclining woman.
Same house, different sculpture.
A line of sea grasses.
Some Fire Island houses hide behind thickets of bamboo. The stalks rattle in the wind like hollow chimes.
I rode a bike for the first time in three decades while on Fire Island this past September -- it's just like they say, you never forget!
Sea grasses backlit by September sun. Leave a comment: what's your favorite stretch of ocean, and why? Or do you prefer the mountains?
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