Published on Monday, November 26, 2012 by Katherine Today was one of those days where you wake up knowing something is wrong.  And then you remember. Indeed, today was the day I had double-duty packing and cleaning and then the final goodbye to the beach house for the season. How many times I went on the deck to simply look.  And smell.  And fight to remember.  How many times I started to tear up. On the beach, ...