Sometimes I walk down the hill to Tramp Harbor Beach, through the little community of Ellisport and on down to KVI beach. I cross the bridge where the children and I sometimes play "Pooh sticks". We throw sticks into the fast running current and rush to the other side to see whose stick comes out first. The pool drained by the current is dry at low tide; killdeer skitter across the mud. When the tide is in, Mallards swim there.
One day when I got home, I sketched the my favorite memories of the day.