A change of plans and some time spent exploring a path through the coastal landscape in Quincy.

I’ve been missing the ocean dearly lately. Exploring coastal landscapes just does something good for my spirit, especially when I get to do it with my loved ones (and/or frug).

I went a little too long without filling that particular cup this winter, so when Maggie invited me for a last minute walk near the Quincy coast, frug and I eagerly drove down to meet them.

We didn’t find the trail we were looking for, but we did get to have a little adventure, exploring this marshy bit of land, watching the wind blow the grass and throwing oyster shells into the mud, watching them land with a satisfying thuck.