Magic is when all the sea that you could possibly traverse with those short little arms and legs suddenly transforms into a crystal clear wave pool no deeper than your elbows with a sandy base as soft as velvet. Hermit crabs that scurry from your touch are just bonus.
Month: July 2010
my favorite time at my favorite place
Low tide. The baby’s posture tells it all. Pure rapture, pure heaven.
how to eat a peach
Previous peach-eating exercises have nothing on this.