Feeling good from the white wine at lunch on Salito's
Deck in Sausalito, I took a deep breath, folded my arms and walked slowly along
the Rodeo Beach. I paused there a moment looking absently at a growth of waves,
listening to the sound of falling water.
As I stood in the damp air and fuzzy grey
light, the lady with two dogs crossed the path ahead of me. It seemed that the
mystery and magic left the Ocean and melted into these two dogs and became part
of them.
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