I wake up to a still darkened sky, illuminated by the moon as clouds shift through and around her.
The alarm doesn’t need to wake me. Instead, the sound of the surf and a tiny click click click alerts me to the fact that I want to be awake now.
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A whole new world.
I’m standing in line waiting for a towel, of all things.
At our vacation spot, I’m holding my towel card at the Activity Desk, but four other people are ahead of me, and they all seem to be ready to rent chairs, kayaks, and surf boards. I may have a long wait ahead of me.
But one of the clerks behind the desk motions toward me in excitement. Since I’m four people behind the desk, I’m not sure what he’s pointing out. I smile, raise my finger to my new straw hat, and mouth “Thanks.”
He shakes his head no and points lower. Then he moves his head from side to side while holding his hands over his ears. Whaaa? Continue reading
From a San Francisco sunrise to a Kauai sunset
I embrace the warmth of the rays and the
Laughter of the waves and of friends who know how to Continue reading
While spending some vacation time together, my wise 7-year-old granddaughter and I waxed philosophically as we walked oceanic trails overlooking whales and dolphins.
Earlier, her grandfather noted that we might get caught in a rainstorm if we strolled for too long. “Oh, what a pessimist,” I teased him. “If it showers, then we’ll get to see rainbows.”
“What’s a pessimist?” Sophie asked me. 
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I’ll drive cross country by myself in a comfy car
and stop every day at some spot of Americana:
the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone and Yosemite, of course.
If it’s not too late.
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