It was a beautiful morning for a beach walk.
The marine layer hung jealously above Anderson and McNeil islands, shielding the sun. Seagulls are screaming in search of food; a blue heron glides over the cold blue water.
My lovely bride and I climbed down our ladder for the first time to enjoy a cup of coffee on our beach with sand under our feet.
Our trek along the water’s edge was a wonderful way to start the day.
“Look,” my lovely bride calls out, lifting a small shell from the soft wet sand. “Our first treasure on our beach.”
Later, after soaking the shell in water, a small crab crawls out.
The day is just full of surprises.