After we watched Rivers and Tides, Mike and I set about organizing the rocks on our beach by color. Andy Goldsworthy's documentary made us want to do things.
We started with the yellow rocks, floating back and forth along the shoreline on our styrofoam noodles silent and steady. The waves won.
We tried to grind up the red rocks into a powder that would dye the water but it didn't work. Our red rocks aren't the right kind.
I've always wanted to get hold of the dandelions in the orchard and snake them down the creek, but I won't get back in time this year.
I wish I had time to go home.
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