Daybreak, San Juanico. Small waves crash upon the rocks at First Point and early light colors everything. Gulls rise and fall searching their breakfast, and to my back, the full moon pulls the tide through extreme ranges of high and low. This morning, barely a swath of sand. Mid-morning, none at all. Easy days of surf and friendship. Cal and Cynthia share their home on the hilltop, and their son, Justin visits from Idaho.
pink and salmon colored break of day .. a fleet of cormorants diving in the earlier light .. gentle breezes ruffling the surface of the sea .. warm sunshine ….
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