A Few Days by the Lake and Dunes
Somewhere in the middle of a few days by the water, and today went almost entirely to the beach. The sand here runs a long way under a wooded bluff, and in the morning we had most of it to ourselves — one gull overhead, a handful of people far down toward the breakwater.
The bluff itself is under repair: rows of low fencing stitched across the slope to hold the sand while the grass takes. Behind the first line of dunes there's a wooden shelter half-hidden in the trees, which was about as far inland as we went.
Out on the water a sailboat sat on the horizon most of the afternoon, tacking back and forth without ever seeming to get anywhere. The waves were coming in hard enough to break right at the swim marker post.
Farther up the shore, near the bigger open dunes, someone was still trying to get an umbrella planted against the wind, the pole lying loose in the sand beside the chair.