Recently here on the West Coast we’ve been treated to the first breath of real Summer… with warm days, and balmy, breezy nights that are just right for resting. The clear blue sky promises sunny days forever…but of course we know from long experience that we will still see a good dousing of rain before Summer can be relied
upon. Meanwhile we are all a bit giddy to see bright light after our long dark winter! I don’t think I am the only one who rushed straight to the beach with the kids… there is nothing that says Summer quite like an afternoon spent poking about at the edge of the water.
I loved watching as the kids crouched over with rapt concentration on their faces… as they tipped up stones on the rocky beach, checking for the scuttling baby crabs beneath. They’d cry out in delight as a little orange herd of them would emerge.
Often they’d jog over to me, to show off one that was unusually pale, or perhaps had a sprinkling of charming freckles. Meanwhile I happily comb through the pebbles at the water’s edge, marveling at the beauty of each wet stone. Truly, is there anything more beautiful than perfectly turned beach stones?
Of course, this all sounds so peaceful… but perhaps I should mention the border collie who keeps it all just a little zany? She wonders what I am looking for among the rocks and helpfully digs a big hole for me… and then gallops over to check on the children, thinking perhaps she can help out there instead! Border collies love to help.
Ah… Summer… welcome back!