Let’s Pretend That There’s A Moon

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.)

SUNDAY:  SAN GERALDO IN THE WATER… TWICE IN ONE MONTH!
THE FIRST STEP IS A DOOZY.

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. 
MONDAY AFTERNOON:  GONE FISHING.

SATURDAY:  SURF’S UP.
MONDAY EVENING:  SEA OF TRANQUILITY.

SATURDAY:  COULDN’T EVEN GET CLOSE.
MONDAY EVENING:  A NICE PLACE TO SIT.

SATURDAY:  I NAMED THIS GUY TONTÍN,
(THE SPANISH NAME FOR “DOPEY” OF THE SEVEN DWARFS.)
MONDAY EVENING:  NO SIGN OF THE DOPE.

SATURDAY:  ABOUT TO HEAD HOME.
MONDAY:  A MUCH EASIER SWIM (BUT I WALKED).

Time for the musical interlude… So, let’s pretend that there’s a moon.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

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, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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