The wind whistles
a solitary song
warning of the cold to come.
winter bites its heels,
Churning up the seas, changing
its palette from summer blue
to gunmetal grey....
This December has been warm here at the beach. And foggy...
Peaceful, opalescent evenings....
Three o'clock! It will be dark soon....
12/14/11----almost 60*, not even sweater weather. Should I finally put my shorts away? Or what?
.........gone to the beach
note the curve of the earth
in the background
distance to the dunes is 2? miles