L’Oursin, the little French seafood spot at 14th and Jefferson in the intertidal zone between Capitol Hill and the Central District, turns 10 this November. Its owners are celebrating the same way they’ve run the place from day one — … Continue reading →

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Rain lands on Pingtung’s intertidal zone like someone, far away, lightly tapping a glass pane—almost gentle, until the world starts behaving differently. You think you’re just taking a walk. Then the road turns glossy, the wind gets sharper, and even your shoes seem to hurry you into slowing down. I followed a less “Instagram-lit” seaside path. Houses faced away from the ocean, but their windows shoved salty air straight into the corridor. The sound of the tide was quiet at first—like breathing. Then it jumped, slapping rocks with quick, staccato taps. Cloud light kept shifting; silver streaks on the sea trembled as if time had been nudged to the next frame. Wind came in salty, metallic layers. Water mist clung to my skin; my sleeves were tugged and released. Passing scooters threw up tiny splashes mixed with seaweed and smoke—unreasonably vivid. The unique part? “Silent change”: the same stretch of distance rewritten by tide. Incoming water hides “bone-bright” rock; outgoing water stretches sand, leaving thin channels that feel soft then firm underfoot. Local advice: don’t just stand at the roadside. Walk in, wait for the wind to turn, and let the sea tell the story. #Pingtung #TaiwanTravel #IntertidalZone #SeasideMood #SlowTravel #NatureSounds

During argument the court focused on whether the plaintiffs' waterfront and intertidal land lie in Cohasset or in neighboring Scituate, and whether that fact — and the bylaw's geographic reach — gives the plaintiffs a particularized property interest sufficient for standing.