I love the beach. I love the light.  I love the restless life that shifts with the wind but never goes too far away.  I love the way people try to moderate drastic change by planting grasses that might hold the dunes in place.  But the dunes make their way, and people bring in more sand, and it is sand that the turtles can navigate when they climb from their nests.  It is an intricate, subtle, amazing conversation between people and Earth.  When I get tired and frustrated by the world around me, I remember there are people who care that the sand be right for the turtles and who are willing to pay for it and to put it in place.  That's a miracle and a marvel--and recognition that we are part of a big, beautiful picture.  There's a lot to be happy about.  Start with the sand.