It's chilly, with a Nor'easter blowin', down at the Beach today...
This isn't the weather that people come to the Beach for, the parking spots are all empty...
But, i've always liked the Nor'easters, they stir things up like nothing else does...
Nor'easters can tear up the Beach worse than a hurricane, i've seen many an old tree, that stood through lots of 'canes, go down in a bad Nor'easter...
The Sea smell was strong today...
lots of fresh oxygen coming off the Ocean...
The sand was swept clean of tracks...
The foamy surf piled the suds thick on the shoreline...
tumbling down the Beach they went, ahead of the wind...
It was cold, but bundled up, i was comfortably snug...
like i was in a spacesuit, exploring the Moon...
'Til the sirens back on the street destroyed the mood...
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