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Crystal Beach,
twenty minutes from Buffalo by bus, auto or boat, in the town of the same name on Lake Erie in Ontario,
Canada, began as a health spa in the Nineteenth century, became part of the beloved
Crystal Beach Amusement Park
in the Twentieth, and succumbed to development as the
Crystal Beach Tennis and Yacht Club in
the Twenty-first.
Regardless, the real allure of the place is one of the loveliest sand beaches in North
America: southward-facing to catch the sun from early morning through sunset; gently
curving to the west to accept near-constant cooling breezes; and blessed with an endless
variety of nature's creatures, from fish to fowl.
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THE BREEZE
AND I
Cicadas sing, high in
the trees.
Waves whisper at the
shore.
A soft and gentle
southwest breeze
wafts the echo of an
oar
across the Lake.
Beneath the red and
rising sun,
a heron spreads its
wings to fly.
Two swallows swoop and
swerve as one
against the brilliant
azure sky
and leave a rainbow in
their wake.
Here, once, the
"Comet" clanked and roared.
"Canadiana"
crowds debarked
to share the comforts
of the shore
and seek the treasures
of the Park,
arrayed like gems, in
easy reach.
The throngs are gone.
The Comet's still,
but not the ever
constant breeze;
and cottages upon the
Hill
remain to tend the
memories
of summer, youth, and
Crystal Beach.
Ange
Coniglio
Professional
Beachcomber
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