“If you wish to have spare time, do nothing” Anton Checkov”
Silver Sky” was photographed in Watch Hill, R.I.. When I was in college I went to visit B on Cape Cod, so different from the suburbs where I spent my summers as a young woman.
One night the two of us went to the beach on our own. The water was a bit cool, but that the sand felt velvety. Up above us were beautiful stars, a blanket full of shiny sugar. We ran back and forth on the beach, jumping up and down, singing the wild song of the girl pirates we imagined ourselves to be. As the water touched our feet it made kissing sounds.
I picked up a round rock and threw it into the water. As the sea pulled itself off the sand, I saw the green sparkle of phosphorescence.