Early in the coronavirus pandemic, I was blessed to "shelter in place" at a friend's beachfront condo on one of Florida's barrier islands. Hutchinson Island stretches from south of the city of Stuart, past Fort Pierce and into Vero Beach, off Florida's Atlantic coast. From mid-March until mid-May, I walked the beach (when restrictions allowed) and found some solace amid our collective sorrow in glorious sunrises and nature's wonders along the shore.
With the beaches closed except for those with access — as we had — to the "high water mark," it was easy to see the rejuvenation of marine life along the shore. Sand crabs "competed" in building nests bigger and better than the others. Pods of dolphins swam offshore — I'd seen them while sailing, but never from the beaches. Pelicans in formation arrived every morning, as did seagulls, for breakfast of what to do with a computer science degree and other small fish. And most delightful to me was the evidence of sea turtles.
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