In counterweight to the medical and logistical stressors of this week, ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and I decided to drive to Marblehead tonight.
We got there shortly after sunset, when there were still crowds around the cast-iron skeleton of the light. While Rob called his mother for her birthday, I picked my way out over the ledges of rhyolite like shelves of petrified driftwood; I settled on the side of a sort of fissure and listened to the falling tide running in between the rocks, the foam and muscle of the water slowly skimming monochrome in the cooling light. When the stars came out between the clouds, I could lean my head back against the rock and see nothing beyond its shoulder but sky and sea and the blink of planes leaving Logan. At one point some fireworks went off along the northern part of the shore, fizzing and fading crimson and gold. My godchild texted. I tried to take a picture of myself using my phone, causingselkie to ask if I was corresponding from inside a whale. By full dark, we made a circuit of the light and left, following Routes 129 and 1A and 16 home. There was the smell of salt traveling with us. I can't live far from the sea.
spatch and I decided to drive to Marblehead tonight.We got there shortly after sunset, when there were still crowds around the cast-iron skeleton of the light. While Rob called his mother for her birthday, I picked my way out over the ledges of rhyolite like shelves of petrified driftwood; I settled on the side of a sort of fissure and listened to the falling tide running in between the rocks, the foam and muscle of the water slowly skimming monochrome in the cooling light. When the stars came out between the clouds, I could lean my head back against the rock and see nothing beyond its shoulder but sky and sea and the blink of planes leaving Logan. At one point some fireworks went off along the northern part of the shore, fizzing and fading crimson and gold. My godchild texted. I tried to take a picture of myself using my phone, causing
selkie to ask if I was corresponding from inside a whale. By full dark, we made a circuit of the light and left, following Routes 129 and 1A and 16 home. There was the smell of salt traveling with us. I can't live far from the sea.
