The March day was spectacular, and my children and I had a fabulous time wandering the beach town we’ve visited many times before. We also had fun walking along the wide beach – always beautiful, but even better without the seasonal umberellas and lounge chairs cluttering the wide, crescent of sand.
My children quickly found a soccer companion, and they ran and kicked the ball happily on those wide, empty stretches.
And me? I immediately took my book from my bag – Joyce Carol Oates’ Mudwoman – and enjoyed my first beach reading of the season.
Isn’t it always great, that first beach read of the season? The promise of a long spring, summer and (for those of us living in Rome) early autumn of sand, surf, suntan lotion and great books.
Here’s wishing you all a great start to the beach reading season. Happy reading!