One minute my legs are planted in the sand. In the next, I walk along the tugging tides toward the cliffs. I only climb up about halfway. I could fall if I go much further. I am a beginner and I wore the wrong shoes. At the base of the cliff, a young boy taunts a young girl. “You’re too scared!” he says. “No, I’m not!” she hollers. Above me, a middle-aged couple leans into each other and the man says, “Grab my hand before I go crazy.” By going slow, I make it down just fine.
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