Out there

This last weekend I was able to get out there again and go to the beach. It was nice and warm. The water was freezing and no one was out there without a wet suit. There were about 35 surfers just in the section I was at.

It was good to get out of the house and be in the water and then lie in the warm sun and dry off. I played with the sand and found a stick of driftwood and drew in the sand. Only after I smoothed out a spot and made it nice and clean, like a piece of paper. I took time to give thanks God for the ocean and the wonderful sea with all its creatures. Like the little sea-horses that look like they are branches of seaweed. I have seen a lot of them at the aquarium. I don’t mind seeing jelly fish, as long as they are behind thick Plexiglas.

The other animals I like are the otters, they look so happy and play and swim fast. They seem as if they don’t have a care in the world. In some of the tours I have taken it’s been noted that the less predators the animals have the more they are free to learn tricks. Since the Shamus Wales are high up on the food change they can learn to do all sorts of tricks.
I didn’t see any dolphins this time, lots of pelicans and the seagulls of course.

Since it was warm there were many more families than is normal for January. At this time of year it just the surfers and a few joggers. Sometimes families with dogs are there and always people on beach cursers, but they are just getting around.

After my session, I went to get something to eat. It was too late to go to the local hang out. I would be waiting for too long. As I left I saw a group of guys on motorcycles. Since I ride my scooter, and have been on tons of rallies, it was easy to spot the newbie. He was tall and sat up on his bike, way too straight. He looked uncomfortable, plus as the group turned left in front of me, he kept his feet on the ground. He only put them on his foot pegs when he was almost to the curb. I didn’t mean to stare, but I was. He had a smile on his face as if I was checking him out. As I left I chuckled to myself, sure I was watching him, but not for the reasons he thought.

Now the weather has changed and it is sprinkling out side. I don’t mind, I love the rain as well. We need it as it is. I want to plant my seeds for my flowers, this weekend. If we don’t get any rain, the soil will be too dry to plant in. If this weekend is rainy and cold, it’s still fine with me. At least I had time last week to get back out there.