Writing in the sand at Crane’s Beach, Sunday morning. Clear and cold and gorgeous. This is a place where we’ve danced before with the inexorability of the tides. And still, Grace bent over, writing and drawing in the sand. She knows this will be washed away, but the joy of making her mark overrides any concerns impermanence. A lesson for us all.
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