A year ago, I swam in the ocean before breakfast. So did Kelly, so did Elise. Lizbeth, Lisa, Eaddy, Jan. Sage. A clutch of my sister Gateless teachers. We swam to the dock. Lunched on the porch. Wrote in the morning. Improv'd in the evening. And one afternoon, we read aloud from THE SUMMER FLETCHER GREEL LOVED ME by Suzanne Kingsbury. We aren't able to gather this year, so we raise up this book by the founder of Gateless Writing, and we love its lush sorrow. Come swim with us.