Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Scenes from Haven



Last week I was finally able to make it down to Haven Beach for the first time since Hurricane Irene. I am pleased to report the beach is still there; however, as with other storms, lines and boundaries have been redrawn ever so slightly.

The shot below is looking left as you walk from the parking lot.  When I was a kid, the beach on this side extended much further out, and if memory serves me there was at least one tree out there right on the beach.

By the way, memory very rarely serves me these days, but I think I'm right about this.  Except I don't think I mean "when I was a kid," I think I mean "only ten or fifteen minutes years ago." I am struggling with the concept of time and age (among many other things) at the moment.

In addition, when I say there was one tree out there, I realize there are a thousand pine trees bordering that beach, but there was a tree right on the beach.  And that beach hooked much farther out into the water.  Also, I'm tired so none of this makes any sense.  Let's get back to the blog post already faltering in progress.  






One very noticeable change is how much the beach has been shoved back.

Really?  "Shoved back"?  Well, yes, that seems to be the best way I can describe it right now, after a very long day.  The beach has been shoved back. Final answer.

Where the sand meets the marsh grass below there is a very noticeable, sudden drop. That sand was shoved blown back a couple of storms ago.  Each nor'easter or tropical storm or hurricane shoves pushes the sand farther and farther back.






I am pleased to report that the haunted swamp (below) remains relatively unchanged.

OK, so the woods, not the swamp, has the reputation of being haunted.  But surely the swamp is involved somehow, especially when boundaries are shifting with each and every storm.  




No ghosts were spotted this trip, sadly, although there were countless mutant/ninja dive-bombing horseflies, which were bigger than your average ghost and twice as frightening.

The End.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Nature sculpts !

LLC

Annie said...

I know I am on the wrong continent , but when I look at those marshes I think of Pip in Great Expectations.

Sorry, just thought you might like to know that piece of trivia.

Love the beach!

deborah said...

I am struggling with the same time and age thingy problem. It worsens as I grow older. Gotta be tough to weather aging and storms. Glad Haven Beach is still, relatively speaking, in the same place. Cool how that sand has a distinct border!
Can you tell its 2 am and I can't sleep?

Deltaville Jamie said...

I don't remember a tree there... but that doesn't mean much. Doesn't look much different really. Which is good. I loathe change. And yes, the swamp would be considered haunted as the woods and beach both are part of the Old House Woods stories (there's the Storm Woman who floats above the beach area wailing before a storm and the pirate ship that floats around too).

Daryl said...

Love Jamie's comment, thats one crowded haunting happening there and if the beach gets shoved back any more it will be haunted too!

Mrs F with 4 said...

I wish I was as lofty as Annie... but that shot of the beach makes me think of a crispy meringue, not Great Expectations. And now, of course, I have an overwhelming desire for a home-made meringue; which I cannot satisfy, having neither eggs nor sugar.Nothing much, of anything, apart from homemade chicken soup.... which just isn't the same, really.

Not even wine. Imagine. No wine!

Kay L. Davies said...

I think it's beautiful, because I don't remember what it used to be like, having never been there.
Hmm, I think I'm starting to catch whatever it is you've got.
Great photos!
Now then, as for the swamp, it must be haunted. Swamps call out to be haunted, whereas forests are lovely places, with Winnie the Pooh and Piglet and Tigger.
Enjoyed your mom's last blog post very much. Very pretty.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

Hayley said...

Ohhh, I want to hear more about these "haunted" woods....and are they privately owned...and if not, do you want to go on a ghost hunt?