Last Night by the Sea
"Can we go see the stars on the beach?" she asks.
It is ten o'clock at night, past her bedtime. I have never seen the stars and moon over the ocean. I understand her desire. We go.
The beach is empty. Moon is soft in a black sky. Stars, we see stars. And the sand, beneath this street lamp, looks like moon dust. My Eldest leans into me, smoothes my hair. "Can I have the camera?"
She photographs the moon. Moon dust beach. And me, back to the land, face to the sea.
This, this is a beautiful way to spend our final night on Long Island. Moon, stars, sand, and a young girl longing to take it home in some small way. I understand her desire.
LL by the Sea, photo by Sara. Used with permission. Moon over Beach photo by L.L. Barkat.