We love to walk our beach when the sun is out. You see so many interesting things.
Chantal hunts for shells and pieces of driftwood, for her art projects. I enjoy the dead things, which sounds weird. But you should see what washes up on our shores. Bizarre-looking fish. Turtles. Ecuadorian anteaters. Bones of all kinds.
And then there’s the plastic pollution.
Most of it is fishing tackle, as you would expect. But a good portion of it is consumer waste. So spare me your little culture war about bans on plastic straws. We get to pick them up off the sand every morning.