i like early morning fog and sunny
days...
i got all day gray and overcast...
i like driftwood and rocks...
i got miles of nothing but sand and
wind...
It's been a couple of years since I've
been to the coast and years since I've done any camping. Back then we just packed up and took off and
stayed where we could find a place. I
found out it doesn't work that way anymore so my choices were limited when I made
a reservation at the last minute...
but here's the thing about
choices...i can be disappointed and never have any fun or i can find something
to enjoy no matter where i go if i keep my eyes and my mind open.
...my love for the ocean never
changes...
...even old pilings standing sentinel
can tell a story when the light is
just right...
...there was a lot of coming and
going on the beach but it was so long and flat it didn't matter if i went left
or right it all looked the same...except for the kites...
...it was the dogs first road trip but
they adjusted quickly and well and nearly swooned from sensory overload...
even when we wouldn't let them chase
the local wildlife on the sand...
or in the air...
...and the sun did come out one
morning...long enough for the pterodactyls to fly...
and the flowers to reach for the sky...
but it got cold again and after
three nights
AT THE END OF THE DAY...
the dogs said it was time to head
for home.
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