Out of the Blue

Catherine tells me that long ago, she was lying on the Amagansett beach when suddenly, out of nowhere, a dark cloud swept across, there and gone in less than a minute. “Everything changed,” she tells me. “The color of the sea, the taste of the air, the air itself, the feel of the sand, the temperature, everything, and then it was gone and the day was hot and blue again, the ocean turned back into the right color.”

This is the kind of memory I have always thought needs to be remembered by someone else, after the original owner is gone. I’ll never forget it.