Holy crap, but I am one wiped out chick.  I was even silly enough to stick around the festival grounds last night after we closed the front gate to have a beer (or maybe two) with some co-workers, which is not helping my perkiness factor this morning.  Walking back to my car by the beach, however, was a spectacular treat filled with stars.  I can't remember the last time I've seen stars like that.  Probably when I was in Hawaii four years ago.  Chalk one up for small town life.

Speaking of the beach, I am still posting fotos to my "A Year at the Beach" project (check it out on the sidebar), though I've already found it impossible to keep up the foto-each-day routine I started with.  One noticable change: the "no beach fires/no camping" sign has vanished.