A time never forgotten - the dog days of summer long ago. With our bodies bare and full of mischief we set out in defiance. Unknowingly showing my insecurity, I sprint down the hill, barely recognizing the wet sand squishing up between my toes before diving head first into the cool crisp water, swimming quickly into the deep.
Beth walks leisurely like a Goddess down the slope, attracting and tempting the others, dipping a toe in to test the water, before smoothly gliding in.
Glimpses of light through the tree’s signal our time is at an end. We are not alone.