Morning light, little waves, coming together

Shivers

The claws of winter run deep this morning. It’s that west wind. Whenever it’s around, it penetrates! When the old salty sea dogs are coming out of the water, red-facedĀ and complaining, you know it’s cold. Waves – finally the swell drought is broken with a few head high waves. Oh boy, it’s been a while. […]

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