Friday, September 5, 2008

Beach Towel Adieu

I love beach towels. They shout summer to me; brightly colored towels draped over porches at the beach, figure printed towels wrapped around dripping wet children at the pool, and warm, dry towels being pulled out of the clothes dryer. So along with the flow of our day, I packed and stored the beach towels away until next year. I felt as if I was saying goodbye to old friends.




once again ...and even more frozen whiteness

  There is a wilder solitude in winter  When every sense is pricked alive and keen.         --May Sarton ("The House in Winter" A ...