Archive | January, 2009

the beach

19 Jan

We did less than nothing today and hardly spoke. He writing over his juice. Me reading on my second cup of coffee. The tide was high most of the day and the air so fresh I didn’t feel right lying on the sand. I let the breeze toss my hair. Sitting on a stump watching the kids play in the surf. We may catch the sun set. We barely missed it rising.
B has found a new hammock. Cocooned, waking every so often to see what I’m up to. It’s always the same. Writing, waiting for him to wake up just to look at me. The draw of the sea, children and dogs. A reminder that life really can be this simple.


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