Thursday, July 30, 2015
"Monhegan Sketch Book" July 29 and a sunny selfie
Today I sat on the rocks above Swim Beach in the sun and added watercolor to some sketches from yesterday. I'll finish up tomorrow, but it was a joy to paint and listen to the hubbub on the crowded beach this hot July afternoon.
The beach was filled with many children, and families with the singsong accents of our country's south. Children on paddle boards, in small kayaks, on floats. The water is COLD, but there seems to be an inverse proportionality to age and tolerance for cold water, as in, the younger you are, the higher your tolerance. Toddlers toddle in, single digit-aged children head in with a little hesitation, then have to be ordered out eventually by adults witnessing their shivering bodies and blue-tinged lips; pre-teens have to contend with peer pressure so they hit the water a little more slowly, then simultaneously, with a lot of squealing.. and up the line. Adults that I have witnessed are more likely to try but turn away; or just not try at all.
Today's high point was watching a pair of toddler girls on the beach. They were both naked, and loved the water and sand and excitement of their older siblings' activity. At one point, the two girls looked twenty yards up the beach and saw an inflated raft. They toddled across the wet sand with great purpose, each grabbed part of the raft's rope and they dragged it down to the water. (Did I mention they were on the young side of 2 years old, and it was an adult-sized inflatable raft?) Toddlers are not known for cooperative play, and these two weren't speaking in sentences yet. I didn't hear them utter a word. They formed their plan while exchanging a conspiratorial glance, and off they went. It wasn't their boat, and it was a new beach to them. These two girls may be future world leaders. Very impressive.
I added a "selfie" here from our rented house, late afternoon. The sunset was glorious, and cast a golden glow into the living room.
Thanks for looking; thanks for reading.