Ancient dinosaurs soaring in the sky,
Taking bread from my outstretched hand,
Looking in their eyes is like looking
deep into the past.
It's good to have dinosaurs around today,
A reminder of how things change,
A reminder of the depth of evolution.
6/4/2011 -- Saturday
Overcast, not so many people on the sand. This one girl looks like she's
ready to go into the frying pan. Drenched in oil and laying there like a
dead fish. She moved an arm when the sun came out, it was the only way
I knew she wasn't dead.
It used to be so packed out here you could barely find a spot near the
shore. The sky is marvelous. Different patches of white, puffy, all
encompassing clouds, a white ceiling with some blue poking through.
The trees, the bushes, the flowers, everything is popping. Absolutely
bursting with life. The beach is about as packed as I've seen it in many
years. The sky is full of clouds but the sun is beating down. Thankfully
there is a stiff breeze out of the west.
Plenty of kites flying. When I was a kid we used to have kite fights.
crash them into each other; send stuff up on the line -- a message to
Garcia my dad used to call it. I'd send up keys and paper and stuff. It
was rare to take a kite down unless you got tangled and you'd both come
down. The kites are so colorful against the blue-white sky. The guy
next to me has fallen asleep on the bench.