Swimmers off Sand Beach anticipate the next wave. On its pull back out, the tide sucks the sand from beneath my feet and my body lowers by a slow inch. It’s good weather for swimming, but the ocean’s only in the ’50s. I go up to my shins in the water, but sometimes a stronger wave rises up to my knees. I can’t keep the hem of my skirt dry.
Jenna is a writer and fine art photographer who recently moved from the Saint John Valley region to the quiet side of Mount Desert Island. She’s a fan of excellent music, homemade gravy, and colored pencils (also, short books and long books, good pens, flannel, and when the June bugs don’t really come out much that year). For more about Jenna and her work, visit her website at www.jennabeaulieu.com