The beauty of words.....

I started reading Olive Kitteridge yesterday for my book group~ I am through about 30 pages and love it so far.
This morning I started on Chapter two simply called "Incoming Tide"
I thought I would share the first few lines and the beautiful way it is written...
Incoming Tide (Elizabeth Strout.)
"The bay had small whitecaps and the tide was coming in, so the smaller rocks could be heard moving as the water shifted them. Also there was the twanging sound of the cables hitting the masts of the sailboats moored. A few seagulls gave squawking cries as they dove down to pick up the fish heads and tails and shining insides that the boy was tossing from the dock as he cleaned the mackerel."