Wednesday, February 5, 2020

This morning, on our sunrise beach walk, I started noticing ‘faces’ among the detritus scattered across the sand, as if anonymous lives were staring up at me as I walked beside Delycia. (I must admit that, in a few cases, I ‘helped’ the face appear.)

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The sounds and spirit of the waves…

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We took another long, low-pressure bike ride today, about 13 miles, with some pleasant stops for rest along the way. Here we are at one of our stops, waiting for lunch at the OverEasy Cafe …

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