3/31/14
Dear
Mishka,
The
waves are breaking today so loudly that you can hear them from a
distance and expect to see great crashing plumes from the balcony
rising over the trees. Probably they aren't, likely they're only a
foot or 2 in height but they run the length of the beach creating
such noise with little waves. Matthew's out playing in waves like a
happy little seal for you now. For a man that couldn't swim a month
ago we can keep him out of the water now. I'm never seen anyone take
to it so quickly. Nor have I ever seen anyone quite so white. We'll
have to make sure that we keep the sun him lotion lathered on him.
Of
course this means I must be a site myself, having purchased at
wearing my first bikini since I was in my twenties. Thank god we have
to beach to ourselves. Otherwise I think I would frighten someone
into believing it spirits. I want to lay back on the beach in the
sun. Of course Matt stays in the water bobbing and ducking under.
So, like a mother watching her child I find I cannot close my eyes in
rest because I have to stop and watch him every few moments even when
he is only walking in the surf. I worried because he is so very very
new to swimming. And I have been swimming for over 40 years. Even I
know to respect the ocean currents and waves like this. It's tempting
to go to a more pubic beach but I'm afraid someone may take me for
dead fish tangled in a pink net. Matthew is still in the water
paddling paddling paddling. And riding waves with a young boys happy
grin on his face. he looks for seashells and treats them like small
treasures and get so excited he has to show me each or bettre, give
them to me as small gifts in different places at different times. My
shell of the day.
Love,
The
Blonde
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