tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784798779972837102.post408682025980723168..comments2024-03-28T13:09:38.543-06:00Comments on Larch Haven: Marks in the SandAaron E. Steelehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07789462075611254929noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784798779972837102.post-55269102663465711142018-06-14T13:03:24.901-06:002018-06-14T13:03:24.901-06:00Yesterday it was raining -- not really heavy rain,...Yesterday it was raining -- not really heavy rain, but spitting enough that I knew I would come home soaking wet if I ventured out to walk in the cove.<br /><br />Today I had time constraints, so I only walked down to the cove parking lot and didn't descend to the beach. I am leaving in 13 days. I wonder how many more times I will get to the beach. <br /><br />I am getting to know its regulars in the morning -- a man is walking a dog, he defers to me on the sidewalk going all the way out to the grass, bows his head and always says hello mam, as though we are in a master servant relationship. That hurts. Arta Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07329194629476229822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784798779972837102.post-52237922699334505202018-06-13T17:40:42.792-06:002018-06-13T17:40:42.792-06:00you make me want to walk down to the beach with yo...you make me want to walk down to the beach with you!Rebecca Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07835541074766008269noreply@blogger.com