New drawings today: lower left corner in the photo.  Swirls and curls, as if a strand of grass had been drawn through the sand, or a thread curled just under the surface.  Very fine and delicate; I had to enlarge the photo to make them visible.  I saw some yesterday, too, but didn’t photograph them.  Yesterday was about the light; today about the sand.  Today I was there before sunset.  Each time reveals its treasures.

And upper right of the stone, a musical note seems etched.  Have the dolphins been at play?  How desperately we want to believe, how yearningly we want to know.  I will despair if I ever tire of this!  There is an entire fable there in this small patch of sand, waiting to be constructed.  I wait for it.