He’s gone now,

Like the day at the beach,

The soft serve ice-creams,

Burgers in the garden,

Seasoned with talk and laughter.

We will miss him.

Photo essay of two weeks in Washington DC at university in the summer of 2016.

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Generations assembled for no other reason,

Than to talk or share the happiness of an early morning,

Here on the town beach,

See children previously unseen,

Listen to important non-gossip,

Like the villagers of Llareggub,

Making sense of their own communities;

Here on this sandy morning.

Filling in the details which complete their joy.