Just another day at the races
As the rock we live on
continues it's wobble
thru space
The seasons change
Winter begets Spring
Spring begets Summer
etcetera etcetera etcetera,,,
There's some
sliver of time
when there is
a period of
great heat
totally not representative
of the season
and of course
some
fog
It smells like
coastal sage
sliver of time
when there is
a period of
great heat
totally not representative
of the season
and of course
some
fog
It smells like
coastal sage
native to the region
it never fails
to take me back
to the days
when morning
was a time
to consume
as much coffee
as possible
and try to
suss out
a ride to the beach
always
a Christmas morning
event
to unwrap
what ever swell
had arrived
overnight
It was never a
"Know before you go"
situation
more hunting and gathering
When all else failed
too much wind
not enough swell
too high
or too low
a tide
We were caffeinated
and at the beach
What could possibly
be better than
that
it never fails
to take me back
to the days
when morning
was a time
to consume
as much coffee
as possible
and try to
suss out
a ride to the beach
always
a Christmas morning
event
to unwrap
what ever swell
had arrived
overnight
It was never a
"Know before you go"
situation
more hunting and gathering
When all else failed
too much wind
not enough swell
too high
or too low
a tide
We were caffeinated
and at the beach
What could possibly
be better than
that
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