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Sometimes life rears up like a wave bigger than expected and washes away weeks, then months of time, before one can slow down enough to look around. Not a tsunami, not some tidal wave of catastrophe, just a daily accumulation of assignments, of tasks and appointments and lessons to prepare and papers to grade, until it is mid-summer before I notice I have not touched a photo since the last (and only) snow of the winter, mid-March. Tumbled in a wave of expectations, I finally swim out the other side and grab air. Where does the time go?

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Two Bees, Lake Gerar, Rehoboth Beach

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