Amid all the activity on the beach this evening--Marines in their various helicopters playing tag in the sky, pelicans outflying them, seagulls eating dead stingrays, sandpipers being themselves, children eating sand--a baby loggerhead made its way to the top of its nest and into the hands of a volunteer from the Karen Beasley Sea Turtle Rescue and Rehab. Center, to be swept into the wide-open arms of the Atlantic amid the cheering of about 50 people. The turtle walked about 20 feet to the water's edge--enough to imprint Topsail as home (I can relate.). After a little boost from another volunteer, the turtle disappeared into the night sea. Magic. Life.