I looked up "solitary" in the thesaurus. I found words like lonely, desolate, and withdrawn, but I did not feel friendless or forsaken in my weekend wanderings. I felt peace.
After my time at Lakeside Beach State Park, I headed east. Hamlin Beach was next on the parkway. As I'd already paid the $6 fee to get into one state park, I figured I'd make it worth the money and stop at two. I drove to the farthest parking area, walked to the beach, and took my shoes off. The park was sparsely populated with only a few individuals here and there.
The water was surprisingly cold but I was undeterred, intent on enjoying the moment to its fullest. The previous park's beach was mostly stone. Hamlin Beach is mostly sand, both course and fine.
A driftwood log made a good seat. As I let my feet dry I noticed groups of geese float in from the lake on the far side of the beach until the beach was teaming with waterfowl. Some stood guard while others preened or took naps.
After the geese came the seagulls. They rested on on the water until close to land, and then flew to the beach, segregating themselves from the geese initially, and mixing ranks as their numbers grew.
It was getting late in the afternoon when I took my camera and headed back to the car. My heart was full and my mind at ease. I would get home in time to stop at the grocery store, and maybe even in time to stop at Webster Park to soak in the sunset...