Late 1950's to Late 1970's
West Yarmouth, Cape Cod, MA usa
Sea Gull Beach, off South Sea Avenue, West Yarmouth, Cape Cod, MA usa
When it Summer rains, the Tourists flock to the Gift Shops, some of them grumpy. They are not in the sun and heat.
They do not see or experience the beauty of a beach, ocean, shrouded in fog, visibility reduced, other senses taking over. Smelling, tasting, sea salt. Feeling, hearing, being showered, or pelted, by rain. Ocean gently rolling or heaving, undulating waves, sea spray all the colors of the spectrum, blue gray, green white, sea birds weathering the storm. On the surface, who knows what roils beneath, unlucky remnants from the turmoil strewn, stranded upon the sand after, a beachcomber's dream. The buoy clanging.
The warm Summer rain ozone smell falls around our house. Mom says to us two girls, sisters, "Put on your bathing suits, go barefoot, run, dance, walk, jump in the rain, outside." And so we do.
And then we are old enough to work in the Gift Shops.
- elizabeth ann sherman-taylor
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