Newport.

We readied for church, only to decide that a drive to the ocean was more of what we needed. It was sticky, syruppy hot - a day for shade and slow walks in search of ice cream. We found both: the shade a perfect spot to nurse, the ice cream a perfect excuse to pause and watch the sailboats at the pier.

This is a chapel of sorts. A kneeling in awe. A beat of the waves chanting amen, amen, amen.

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