Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Day 23: Pobject's Beach

For much of my life beach
meant the sparsely-tufted dirthard
pondside of Spring Meadow "Lake,"
where most of the year

it was too cold to swim and
the rest of the time
there were too many mosquitoes
for it to be fun. Bluegills

nipped your toes and now and then
you'd see a turtle
sunning on a log, but
there were no

sand dollars or starfish
or crabs.

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