garretstown beach has become one of my most favourite places in the world. yesterday the lads* skipped school for the afternoon in celebration of one summery warm birthday and headed for the surf. i had wetsuit envy but even the shoreline with its rattling stones and foamy waves are a thrill enough for me. and i blend well into the scene...
days like these make it hard to leave. i'm glad i stayed long enough to miss home, but doing so i also stayed long enough to miss my home here. with all the stones i've gathered, though, i can build my own little strand back home...
(*lads in local speech equals girls and boys alike)
