We spent a good amount of time at the beach Saturday (warm day) and Sunday (cold, very wet day), and last night at bedtime Abbott asked if we could go again today after school. He's a boy driven to collect sea glass - he counted 67 pieces he'd found on Sunday. Remember that? The collecting impulse? It seems inherent to childhood. We've started to think about what we might do with it all; we have vases full. I like the idea of using it in some stepping stones for the path in our garden. Anyway, I've loved taking in the beach in this winter month. Getting out in the cold and wind somehow makes me feel more alive.