In Its Time, The Sea Will Come To You

Two years ago we vacationed on the shore in Delaware, staying in a dune-hugger cottage on a narrow spit of sand between the bay and an expansive estuary.  It was quiet, few other cottages, and fewer still other vacationers.  The wildlife was the draw for us, the abundance of birds was astounding.
This summer we're returning to Delaware, this time staying in Broadkill Beach, which is much more popular than Prime Hook, where we stayed last time.  It's impossible to be at the beach, at least for me, and not think of sea-level rise and what this means for communities on this shifting front line.  Depending on how quickly the glaciers of Antarctica and Greenland continue to melt, nearly all of the seaside towns on the Delaware Bay will be under water.  This will effect man much more than nature, as I believe that the wildlife will simply adapt, and the terrain is in a constant state of flux regardless.  It lends a sort of bitter sweetness to the experience, being in a place that can't remain.