Yesterday Annie, Gabe, and I took a walk on the beach. The day was a bit overcast, but in town the air was pleasant and almost summer-like, so we wore shorts and thin shirts, and in the first part of the walk, this was suitable attire. We strolled happily along, enjoying the look of the grassy dunes in the cloudy light. It was good to be by the spring shore with my daughter and her great friend after the long months of winter. Soon, though, the weather changed to gusty and chilly, and before long light rain was dropping around us. We moved along more quickly, still enjoying the beautiful setting. There was something about the colors that seemed more brilliant under the gray sky, and Gabe explained that artists always appreciate colors more in these conditions. We saved our picnic lunch until we reached the shelter of a big dune on the windward side of the island. There the air was considerably warmer and the sun was brightening, and we enjoyed our sandwiches in a lovely atmosphere. As we ate, we spoke of many things and always kept our eyes on the glittering sea.