Nows and Forevers

When I was a kid, a rainy day at the beach was an excuse to read. And in coastal Massachusetts, where I spent my childhood summers at my grandmother’s beachside cottage, there were a lot of rainy days.

I was thinking about that because it was a rainy day at the beach today.
A very rainy day at the beach.

I felt disappointed because I was planning on actually going to the beach, after a few days away. I was looking forward to swimming in the ocean, reading my book under an umbrella, and looking out at the Atlantic Ocean again. I love the Atlantic Ocean.

I could tell a lot of people were wondering what to do on a rainy day at the beach. I had lunch out, had Starbucks, went to a mall (which has definitely seen better days), and went to a bookstore. And then I went back home and spent most of the afternoon listening to podcasts and reading. I also have been writing more, and I enjoyed the time doing that, too.

All in all, a pretty restful vacation day, even if it didn’t include the beach itself.