On our beach. You can't see it but there's a mama whale and calf out there, and a sailboat rising up into sight, between the swells and heading, ever so slowly south. And you can't hear it but the swells are breaking on the beach not far from our feet while they keep up a steady, rolling rhythm.
It doesn't take much to open memories in our minds eye of similar swells and similar scenes, never to be forgotten. 😔
