A town out of time.
A lane that unpacks whatever you carry with you.
A sliver of beach that looks across Eastern Bay.
Treasure is time plus experience yielding gratitude and wonder. Finding sea glass is the same as skipping shells.
If your mind and body are tuned to a task, you are the moment.
“You were made and set here to give voice to this, your own astonishment.” I carry that Annie Dillard quote in my soul, the reminder of a feeling that has always been there.
Unplugged.
Astonished.
Around the world in a 20-minute drive
and a short walk across the cosmos.
Holly reads Mary Oliver out loud:
“I have become older, and, cherishing what I have learned,
I have become younger.”
An afternoon out of time.
Ageless.
Priceless.
An afternoon.
Any afternoon.
