Sea Legs

Sea Legs

I’ve always fancied myself a landlocked sailor of sorts. I spent my inland childhood pining for the waves of Cape Cod I discovered there on family vacations, delighting in the memories of swimming under waves, the smells of the beach, and the grit of sand in my teeth…


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