60 Days

It has been two months since the sun hung highest in the sky and the days were their longest. The swells of summer, tides, and tourists have left their indelible marks on this small village of ours, and I consider what I have lost and gained in the passing of these 60 days. These are the first days of fall, the change in air and sky palpable, as Jupiter appears just above Catalina, and I anticipate the night sky that will sparkle with moon shadows dancing across the water, palm trees in silhouette.

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