Sad Nautical Songs...

It was overcast that day in Monterey the sun came in out of view while I walked along the beach in near solitude. I could barely hear the seals sing at the marina anymore and the construction workers working on the sea wall were raisin sized, by now. I don't know if I could blame it on a full moon but I couldn't stop the flood of thoughts and emotion. I was a step up from a seal after filling my belly with sashimi and wine so a mermaid would that make me? I don't suppose mermaids wear boots though... but I bet they drink wine.



Farewell San Jose...
hi Eureka...

to be continued.