On tonight’s walk:
This little SUV looked so tuned in. Maybe it’s a surfer with a tiny home.
Beach was wind-swept and people-less as the storm hovered offshore, except for the lovers hanging out on the groin. Tall dark handsome guy “…from Switzerland,” pretty, good-vibes California girl, a nice couple. I love a deserted beach.
“All the leaves are brown,
And the sky is grey…” – Mamas and Papas on Sirius ’60s radio right now. You know, this is a pretty good song.