There really still is a moon up above. It’s a waning moon, which means the tides have settled down. San Geraldo and I have been back to the beach. Check out the pictures to see what a difference a day (or two) makes. (Click any image.)
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| SUNDAY: SAN GERALDO IN THE WATER… TWICE IN ONE MONTH! |
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| THE FIRST STEP IS A DOOZY.
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SATURDAY: ‘HE’ THOUGHT IT WOULD BE ROMANTIC TO DIE ON THE ROCKS.
FORTUNATELY, ‘SHE’ DID NOT AGREE AND DRAGGED HIM AWAY BEFORE A WAVE HIT. |
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| MONDAY AFTERNOON: GONE FISHING.
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| SATURDAY: SURF’S UP. |
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| MONDAY EVENING: SEA OF TRANQUILITY.
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| SATURDAY: COULDN’T EVEN GET CLOSE. |
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| MONDAY EVENING: A NICE PLACE TO SIT.
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SATURDAY: I NAMED THIS GUY TONTÍN,
(THE SPANISH NAME FOR “DOPEY” OF THE SEVEN DWARFS.) |
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| MONDAY EVENING: NO SIGN OF THE DOPE.
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| SATURDAY: ABOUT TO HEAD HOME. |
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| MONDAY: A MUCH EASIER SWIM (BUT I WALKED). |
Time for the musical interlude… So, let’s pretend that there’s a moon.
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From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla and then Fuengirola, Spain. And now Córdoba.
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