At Tybee Beach near Savannah. Loved it at first except for the foam, but then saw the beauty in the foam. The way it clumps together and breaks and glides. It's like entropy and enthalpy; natural forces pushing and pulling right in front of us. Mountains building up and corroding. Celestial bodies colliding, melding and breaking up. The gliding reminded me of rocks in Death Valley that are apparently moved along by the wind over the course of years. But this happens in an instance, if we look.