Reliving memories at Ft. Myers Beach

While I’ve breezed through this salty strip of land many times in the past decade, searching for places to hike, eat, and sleep, this is the first time I’ve sat staring out at the sea and Sanibel since I was a kid. We came to the beach and played on the shore, delighted at the sandbars that emerged at low tide and the ripples left behind by the waves, the treasures washed up by evening storms. Memories flooded back as I walked the beach to Bowditch Point, light waning as the sun slipped behind Sanibel, playing across the rippled sand as sandpipers and stilts raced along the glimmering waves. Not just of decades ago on this very beach, but of sunsets shared with Sally on the Arabian Sea, hues of orange and pink against the blue sky and blue water, framed by silhouttes of coconut palms.  It was a night for memories.