The Swirl of Marbled Sand

Gray and foggy. A steady soft summer’s rain fell early one morning. Hills and mountains surround my little house on the hill. A dramatically different landscape from a week or so ago.

Word puzzles done. The required three. Wordle, Connections and Strands. I sipped coffee while I scrolled through photos on my phone. Images that have now become sweet memories. A week recently spent on Cape Cod with my family. Brewster, MA.

The sounds of a family filled our beach rental. The original four and our cherished new additions. A son-in-law, daughter-in-law and two grands. The house was busy. Children and animated voices. Quick conversations with much to do.

I sat and drew with my eldest granddaughter at a long kitchen table covered in a blue and white checkered vinyl cloth. We chatted and snacked while we discussed our masterpieces. Our drawings hung on the refrigerator nearly immediately. Polly Pocket’s dotted the length of the table. The Unicorn Castle held prime real estate. Beach towels folded and placed at the far end ready to be employed.

Chunky children’s books. Balls and blocks. Small items everywhere. Bathing suits and protective sunhats. A bubblegum pink long handled shovel leaned against the garage ready for moat making.

The beach just a number of feet away. A spirited walk as we anticipated the day. Rock…