My rock!

“If a child is to keep his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.”

—Rachel Carson

I rediscover the world through my son as I watch him make games out of rocks exposed by the minus tide. So many possibilities for the imagination. Taking a closer look at shape, lines, gaps. Not taking a single portion of beach for granted, finding the new in all of it. When was the last time you draped yourself over a sunwarmed rock and closed your eyes? Jumped. Ran for no reason except that it feels good. Found a half-buried starfish, tossed it back. Picked up a shell glistening with sea water, kept it. Faced the wind and shouted. Poked anemones (gently). Teaching him about the beach teaches me to look more closely at just about everything. Ah, you’re thinking. Now she’s going to bring her writing into it–closer readings, experimenting whilst revising her novels (ad nauseum), etc…

Well, yes. Happy weekend! What? It’s Sunday evening? Well, writing and beachcombing are grand time suckers in this family. Fortunately. See you next week. Take care of your sense of wonder.