Hot days.the beach on the T bay was calling.My bit of paradise. On the way there, the mood shifts, the breathing deeper and calmer. The wind was blowing out salads off our forks, but when it calmed down a bit, we were in the water, warm as amniotic, with raucous little waves splashing on our face.We saw a seal, sleek as metal, looking a bit prehistoric as he moved his small head .
We also saw children, creating their memories of sunny sunday afternoons on a little beach north of San francisco.
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