Sandy toes are a beautiful thing. 🙂 Moments later, we drove away without Sunshine’s flipflops.  She was THAT excited about Lake Erie. “Really?  We’re okay to get wet?!” So close! The scenery of my home state is green. The mountains are a spongy, living-organism green. The frequent showers magnify the texture of the trees and wild plants that cover the slopes and hills the way a microscope brings to light the individual fronds on a fern. The implied lushness and fertility feels like a gentle laugh and a comforting embrace by my mother. Things grow here. But I am not moved in the way I think I should be after…