Thursday, February 18, 2010
Peter's Place by Sally Grindley
Beautifully written. Great for sentence fluency!
All along the wind-torn beaches, all the way up the ravaged cliff face, this land's end was full of life.
Guillemots, shags, kittiwakes, eider ducks, and long-tailed ducks screeched and squawked and gossiped to one another while in the turbulent ocean below, seals and otters bobbed and weaved and played and feasted on the sea's riches.
A passing oil tanker drew too close. Too close for the comfort of the playful seals; too close for the comfort of the cooing eiders; too close to miss the rocks that lay just below the rough tide. Too close to Peter's place.
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