It's a picture perfect Labor Day Weekend as snappers flop and coo in the bays. How quiet and calm it was with the lights out and the buzz un-buzzing. Even the most must-see-event-driven among us must have enjoyed a moment of solitude and thought, why don't I do this more often?
As school kids soak in the last vestiges of summer va-ca and young Manhattanites scurry to regain their too-cool-to-care weekend 'tude in search of true love south of the highway, count the days on one hand that you dug your toes deeply in the sand at Napeague and savored the wee things that scurried for cover in the shallows.
