Didn't go to Sag Harbor today after all. That--and walking over the George Washington Bridge--remain on my bucket list. H. decided to come--to my cautious delight, as we do tend to bicker on long car rides--and he wanted to check out Southampton. Since I knew the ropes [from my trip there alone on Tuesday, July 22], that worked out. And we didn't bicker too much*. I even made him play a silly car game. We left home 11:50 a.m., returned 11 p.m. [2-hour night trip home, vs. longer getting there]. After lunch in the "village" and some time on the bridge at Munn Point, we parked for free at the Road D parking lot at 4:22 p.m. The beach was gorgeous. I do feel as though we traveled to the edge of the earth. Remote, unspoiled. My heart and lungs are full. May we all rock to sleep as if in a cradle by the sea. Let's all save our sunny summer days in a bottle--that we can uncork when days get gray and rocky, as they sometimes do. Nature is healing and rich; the sun is warm and motherly. Good night.
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This ties with my beloved bridge on Cape Cod, behind Coast Guard Beach. This is my afternoon shadow. I could stand and lean on that rail for a long time. Today I saw a spry little fox curled up in the marsh grass for a nap. When I lifted my iPhone to take a picture, he proudly pranced away. Nobody's fool. |
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The water was rough. I went in up to my knees. H. wanted to go in, was considering it, but then got knocked down and dragged in after this photo was taken! |
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The view from the bridge on the drive back. |
*The older I get, the less I'm compelled to bicker with H...most of the time. But we did lock horns on the Southampton estates with their high-high privacy hedges. I noted the gates with security codes as an observation, but H. found them exclusive and even "creepy," the way they throw up such a barrier. And he implied that I worship the wealthy and want what they have. I explained that I like their style but don't covet their wealth per se. I do admire them as style-setters. What can I say?
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