Our week in New Hampshire ends today. It’s been great. On Wednesday we visited the Atlantic coastline of three states in the space of about an hour. It was an interesting, fun, and unique experience. The beaches in the northeast are so different from those in southwest Florida. There were no shells at all, lots of big rocks, and, because it seemed to be low tide at many of the state parks, there were little rocks embedded in the sand in a way I’ve never noticed on a beach before.
I looked down and noticed a small heart shaped rock, then I noticed a rock that looked to me like a thought bubble from an old comic strip. Suddenly there was also a rock that looked like a square, then a triangle, then another one that resembled a little mishappen heart. I was about to throw that one away when my sister-in-law (and best friend), Lynn, stopped me. She said it looked like a check mark. Indeed, it did.
Within just a couple of minutes the writer in me also saw an apostrophe, and a period so I had a small collection of punctuation marks. When I saw the triangle, there were a few geometric shapes thrown in for good measure. Do you see them all too?
The rock finds reinforced the synchronicity of my compulsion to continue writing. It was a good day that fed my imagination and sense of wonder.
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