The kids are always excited about Wednesday nights. It is beach night. This summer, it is the night of our beach volleyball league. Now I must say we as a group of 30 & 40 somethings rocked at our kickball league and at dodge ball! We really seem to suck at volleyball. Let's put it this way, we're having a ton of fun, but each match is made up of three games, and we're lucky if we win one of the three. By the end we are covered with sand, and have collectively dove, slipped and made sporadic moves that I'm sure qualify us for some kind of award in a "Back to School" kind of way.
The kids however, get to play like fiends for about an hour then get to enjoy the lake for a bit while the grown ups chat and have a beer. I almost said that they get to enjoy the lake, swimming in the sunset, but I realized that was more myself, enjoying watching this ritual. No matter how busy the day, there is something about the beach that affects us all, children and grown ups alike. Maybe for different reasons, but the peace that comes from the grandeur and openness is a great ending to even the busiest, most tiring day.
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