The Past as Muse...
LONG ISLAND SUMMERS I’d go back for just a moment, perhaps as long as one day and a night, enough, I think, to relish what I loved about Long Island summers: Scents of ragweed, seared grasses, almost too-sweet roses in the heavy summer air… Glittering waters, hot, hot sand and tiny shells hiding in the drying seaweed margin of the tide… Early mornings sun rising like a rose, soft-lit hazy cool ’til nearly 10… And thunderstorms some afternoons that bruise the air and break the back of humid... Sign in to see full entry.