August 24, 2007
beach

“Where to fishergirl?”
The beach isn’t fine sand and clear water like you’d get in the Sound, but there’s always something to do. Owen took a cue from his grandparents and tried rowing. We’d used the boat to get to the sailboat which is tied to a mooring so he was inspired to try by watching Gramps row us out to the sailboat and back. But he was also carrying on a traditional way of rowing—when Gram was little her parents let her row all she wanted as long as she didn’t untie the boat from the dock.

We got a bucket and net and caught a baby lobster and a pipe fish, which I’d never caught before. We always caught loads of brine shrimp and jellyfish when I was a kid. I’ve gotten sneaky in old age and now swipe the net under the floating dock to get the critters that are hiding from the nearby splashing kids. When everyone had a good look we put everyone back in.

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