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It is hot already. Sweating, trying to play reels that are a bit fast for the temperature(I learned them all in the dead of winter really, so it always feels funny to sweat beneath violin and bow). In the bathroom I could hear the breeze in the palm fronds which still reminded me of one hundred other indistinct and lazy summer days passed. It is only March.
We went to the beach yesterday and the initial step into the water still felt cold and I called out, "The ocean is never warm!" and changed my tune a minute or so later, begrudgingly, when it indeed became warm. We picked at shells on the beach, ones I am used to only seeing in books. New England is good for mussels and periwinkles and crabs. The coral here is strange! There were also some things I thought were plastic, but I think living on further examination. They looked like bulls-eyes bisected by a top fin? They were neonish blue and slimey, or clear and hard if completely dried out. Anyone? We collected shells and sea glass, and Marina passed me a thin white piece, with a deep red center, from her mouth to mine. The soft, worn, salted chip of bone.
I am having fun reading Paradise Lost, of all things. No, I still haven't found work and baring any further complications I ought to be starting school on the 23rd.
We went to the beach yesterday and the initial step into the water still felt cold and I called out, "The ocean is never warm!" and changed my tune a minute or so later, begrudgingly, when it indeed became warm. We picked at shells on the beach, ones I am used to only seeing in books. New England is good for mussels and periwinkles and crabs. The coral here is strange! There were also some things I thought were plastic, but I think living on further examination. They looked like bulls-eyes bisected by a top fin? They were neonish blue and slimey, or clear and hard if completely dried out. Anyone? We collected shells and sea glass, and Marina passed me a thin white piece, with a deep red center, from her mouth to mine. The soft, worn, salted chip of bone.
I am having fun reading Paradise Lost, of all things. No, I still haven't found work and baring any further complications I ought to be starting school on the 23rd.