On My Grandmother and the Beach

My grandmother has a strange fixation on the beach. Today is gorgeous in Charm City. Generally clear, save for large puffy clouds. It was on the chilly side in the morning — mid-forties — but by lunchtime the temperature had climbed into the high-fifties, low-sixties, and there was a brisk wind behind it. In short,Continue reading “On My Grandmother and the Beach”