A lesson from a granddaughter's joy
She saw a beach, and I, a patch of sand
“Grammy!!” My granddaughter, Ellie, shouted as she ran towards our pond. “WE HAVE A BEACH!!”
I was momentarily confused. A beach?
Yes, there was sand. My husband and I arranged for a truckload to be dumped on one side of the pond late last year. Then, this year, we ordered another truckload, thinking that doubling what we had might be nicer for Ellie,…