Two days left and work begins for the year.
Yesterday the beach showed us two very different experiences.
One calm day, easy, open, inviting. And then a wild one: wind up, waves crashing, endless blue, a strong current, and purple jellyfish drifting through the water.
My granddaughter was disappointed. She wanted to swim without the worry, not watching the water for jellyfish.
On days like that, the wildness shifts from beautiful to something real and dangerous. ( I like the wild.)
Still, standing there together, looking out into that blue, heat in the air, wind on skin, waves moving fast, it’s impossible not to feel the beauty of life in it all.
The Lady in the Back Row 