When Art Imitates Life

From my latest, Around the Forever Bend, Remembrances of Wondering What Lies Beyond Death, page 49...
          "The first thing is to climb the steep berm of the dune, following the sounds from the surf beyond. At the top, it's not unusual for those who've never been here, or who, like me don't come often, to stop and pause as one might when entering a church sanctuary. From here I can see the entire crescent of the beach: the Atlantic, the sand, the grasses, the hook of the point a mile distant."