#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Chappy

I woke up to a rooster cockadoodledooing in my ear. Except this wasn’t Fudgy. Are you awake the rooster voice asked? Yes! Good, he said. It worked. And so we began our day together on Martha’s Vineyard. Breakfast in Vineyard Haven, bookstore, grocery store, and the drive to Chappy where we successfully got our tires deflated so that we could drive the Bronco onto the beach and enjoy the water and sun together. I bought Olive Kittredge for my daughter and she wasn’t ready to read it, so I am rereading it and re-enjoying it. The three women with their books. Wave is learning to body surf. I had a long walk in the deep sand. Finally, leaving the beach, Wave took a nap until dinner in Oak Bluffs. A beautiful day, a perfect day on Martha’s Vineyard. Which doesn’t mean there wasn’t drama and moods and negotiations with a four-year-old. But happiness prevailed. And all tempers of grown ups were kept entirely under control.