the beach here is nicest on the weekends by sunday, after supper. the crowds are not crowds, nor are the remnants of them so awful, so loud, sweaty --and you can hear the waves properly! there are just a few last cottagers clinging to the sand and a coupla locals feet in the surf sippin' beers in the days' last dying sunbeams.
wrote under the sunset on wahnekewaning beach, ON, on a sunday night, of course.