Thursday, August 18, 2011


Hungry gulls, hungry Joe in sil-
houette and the moon indicate that it's time to leave the beach. We used to regroup for dinner out or at one of our temporary residences. Now? We stay on the sand till dusk and dine separately, somewhere in the vicinity of nine p.m. 
A much better plan. 
The beach is borrowed. We need to absorb its very essence. Clearly food for the soul.