
She can hear the ocean calling her, the sound of the waves caressing the shore, the lyrics of the gulls and other sea birds. The sight of the gently rounded horizon punctuated by the silhouette of the Channel Islands (Anacapa, Santa Cruz, Santa Rosa, San Miguel, and Santa Barbara).
She is in love. In love with the beach, the shore if you are from "back east", she always has been. I suspect she always will be. It is alright, she loves me more, it is just that she loves me more at the beach. In fact she likes most everything better at the beach.
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