The wind was so strong my hood blew back and I grabbed for my hat. We squinted, pushing forward down the spit. At the point I climbed up on a knot of driftwood, into the white cap spray, into the wild air, into the clear, blue sky. The wind blew me down. I climbed up again and the wind knocked me back to earth. Up and down, up and down, laughing with joy. When we turned back towards home, we flew. Sophie Owner | Baker We will NOT BE AT MARKET today. Order Mountain Rye, Red & White, or Baker's Choice (this week it's a Finnish-inspired Black Bread!) online for Wednesday pickup. See you at the market next Saturday. Comments are closed.
|
BY SUBJECT
All
|