among other things.
a diary in letters to trace the days, the months, along Time's spine. To capture it, if only for a moment, and remember the taste of what has gone by.
a diary in letters to trace the days, the months, along Time's spine. To capture it, if only for a moment, and remember the taste of what has gone by.
(we used to go to the beach most summers. One week or two. On the coast of Maine. I have fond memories of it. And I miss the ocean)
