Maggie and Milly and Molly and May

Maggie and Milly and Molly and May

went down (to the beach to play one day.)

and Maggie discovered a shell that sang

so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, and

Milly befriended a stranded star

whose rays five languid fingers were;

and Molly was chased by a horrible thing

which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

May came home with a smooth round stone

as small as a world and as large as alone.

for whatever we lose(like you or a me)

it's always ourselves we find in the sea

E.E. Cummings

Since our last trip to the coast Clara and I have been reciting this just about every day. We call our find Creature and I think he is a little lobster. When we arrived at the beach the fog had not burned off so we walked to the ocean in a surreal bubble of vision. I was honestly a little scared that if we veered off course we would never return and really would have lost a you or a me. I was a bad parent and didn't put sunscreen my fair skinned children. I thought it would be so cold that they would leave there clothes on but Clara shed down to her swim suit and came home with a white x on her back. Kelly met us for lunch because he has been working in Newport for the last month. Good times. I wish I could have the stamina to go once a week!