As you cross around to the east side of Range Point, you will discover a beautiful stretch of wetlands. Sad to say, but some of the trees in the distance appear as though they will not be able to recover from Hurricanes Ivan and Dennis, and we see first hand the process whereby driftwood is created.
"There's driftwood on the lightest waves that blow,
And worthless mud in deepest depths below.
Yet purest pearls upon the surface ride,
And priceless gems lie far beneath the tide.
"Rich treasures with the worthless sands do toss.
We everywhere find mingled gold and dross.
So whether we sail high or sink below,
We find some joy, some sorrow, where we go."
-- Colfax Burgoyne Harman , "Joy and Sorrow," Poems of Sentiment
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