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View from our condo. 

I wish I could write as eloquently about the sea as Anne Morrow Lindbergh. It is so close to us, and constant. Wave after foamy wave comes in, rippling and then dissolving on the shore. The condo is set up with a windowed nook and a couch that faces the waves. We sit there and watch, mesmerized.

When you go to walk on the beach it is windy. You must turn your back to it after while, or it becomes too much. There are many broken shells, but Hijo found a whole sand dollar and brought it back inside.

Yesterday, two Coast Guard boats were doing some sort of drill in the surf. The little boats went up and down, up and down over the waves, and we all felt a bit seasick just watching them.

But mostly it is just the sea and the sky and the grass blowing in the wind.

Comments

[michael]

What stunning light!