last day

The weather forecasters get it wrong. Today is supposed to be cloudy.  

But the sun comes out around ten, and never disappears.

It is a perfect (and unexpected) beach day.

I spend it alone.

Do some reading (Sycamore by Bryn Chancellor).

Eat my half-sandwich from Dean's.

Let my feet graze the warm ocean.

And say good-bye to a beautiful Cape beach.

 

I am not ready to go back to work.

Or face the sweltering heat that is enveloping the city.

Or be without a washer and dryer.

Or focus on anything more than the weather and what to have for dinner.

But I am ready to:

Watch more of The Crown; I'm five episodes in.

Read the paper.

Catch up on local and national news.

And sleep in my own bed.

But in less than four weeks I'll be back. 

Ready again to enjoy the laid-back, low-maintenance Cape Cod life.