The Traveling Detrital Beach Chair

Happy Saint Patrick's Day! The storm is behind us. The storm shutters, which had been down since Sunday, are back up. I wish I could say the sun is shining, and the sea is resplendent with multiple shades of blue and green. Neither is the case, however. Both the sky and sea are gray. The bay is calm, with the tiniest of breakers limping along the water's edge. Still, despite the dullness, it's nice to see all of it after so many days of being shut out.

The storm was worse inland. Some areas northwest of Boston received well over two feet of snow, making the skiers very happy -- finally -- as the warmest winter on record inches toward its end. Here on the Cape, there was no snow. There was lots of rain, however, and a lot more wind. Fortunately, while many in Massachusetts lost power, we did not. 

On Wednesday, during a break in the storm, TSO went outside to check on the DBC. It was gone! In its place was a large post that had broken away from something that it undoubtedly had been supporting. 

DBC MIA

Gallant fellow that he is, my Liege Man of Life, Limb, and Love, went in search of my beloved chair to determine whether it had been lost at sea or merely relocated. Thankfully, it had merely relocated -- about a quarter mile down the beach.

Hallelujah!

TSO was not satisfied with merely finding the DBC. He returned it to its rightful place!

Beach Sweet Beach

TSO did not bother himself with returning the post to its rightful place, wherever that may be.  

Now, if we could just get a warm, sunny day. With Daylight Savings Time in place, I can then resume my 5 p.m. sunning sessions on the beach in my dearest Detrital Beach Chair.