Dreaming of days like this

After just one week back, the humidity of the city has got me dreaming of cool mornings on the beach, watching Dan fish.

This little seagull made a go at his bait.  He was unsuccessful.  As was Dan.  He didn't catch any fish that week but I know the quiet mornings on the empty beach started his days off on a good note. Mornings like this are good for the soul.

With my feet firmly planted in the sand, I was happy as a clam.