Underway....

Sailing away on Flag Day. We waved a flag. We wore the colors of our stars and stripes. We watched, Daddy there somewhere, indistinguishable among the matchsticks of "summer whites," underway for a distant homeport. He saw us though on the lonely beach; he waved his white cover. Summer's end will bring him home on the friendly skies. Gabe turned his back and chased wild geese, built hideouts for stranded crab, dug for squirting clams. I photographed some starfish. This is Gabe's favorite spot, but he didn't complain too much when we headed back home this day.