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.