Sherwood Island State Park

Sherwood Island State Park is a park on the shore of Long Island Sound, in the Greens Farms section of Westport, Connecticut.

It covers 234 acres (0.95 km2) of beach, wetlands and woodlands. People come to the park to enjoy various outdoor sports, fly kites or model airplanes, picnic, visit the Nature Center, or just relax under the trees. The park is bounded on the west by the Sherwood Mill Pond, and on the south by the Sound, but it is separated from the mainland only by creeks and ditches. Access is by road: the Sherwood Island Connector that intersects with Interstate 95.

Waves on the beach separate three different colors of sand into different lines—red (garnet), black (magnetite) and white (quartz) are sorted by the waves because each type has a different density and shape from the others.

Read more about Sherwood Island State Park:  Nature Center, 9-11 Memorial, Pictures

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