The Small Beach

What a beautiful summer. Cares slip away as I dive into the waters of many a beach. The north beach at Nokomis, the Main Beach at Lake Calhoun, the beach of my childhood: 32nd street beach at Lake Calhoun. I return there again and again, diving into my memories and rising up smiling. My memories circling around me in the deep waters. Yes, I take refuge from my various woes and the uncertainties of care taking my parents as I plunge daily into the waters...Each beach is so pleasant. I take my parents to the beach as well.

And then, on a walk with my friend around Lake Nokomis I notice this small beach with just one picnic table. I return to this beach again and again. It has become my private beach this summer. It is small and self contained. I walk quickly across the hot sands into the water. There is a sharp drop off there. The cool waters rise up around me...I swim and muse and muse and swim.