I didn’t realize when I woke that the clocks had changed.
Carol and I went out for breakfast and after having washed the car took a brief spin to the beach.
The dunes in the foreground are part of a nature preserve.
Human beings on a sunny California beach on a Sunday morning engaged in some form of ritual
activity.
More human beings.
Human beings engaged in water activities.
Strange bird on post, so well adapted to its environs that its outlines blur into its surroundings. Carol asserts accurately I think that this is a heron "all scrunched up."
Looking away from ocean over placid lagoon a half a mile or so beyond the end of which we live.
