MIDDLE DISTANCE

Three years ago, I thought if I could only run a mile, a complete mile, maybe semi-regularly… wouldn’t that be something! Then I did it. I ran a mile. I didn’t hurt or fall down or even feel sore the next day. Then that distance got easy and I tried a little further. Two miles.

I could not get far enough north to touch even the NE edge of the Hug Point road the other day. Waves were crashing over the middle of that path.
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PERMANENCE

Bees, long hoped-for goals, the illusion of permanence, photographs of the shore. The shifting tides and movement of sand and stone shoved in and out by the ocean.

Isn’t it a bee? I haven’t seen a honeybee in years and this one was on the sand. My friend Mary Jo says none of the honeybees are native. We do have bumblebees and hornets.
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