The Beach Is Extra Wonderful....

.......with Rumi on it.

I love the way he cools his belly on the damp sand...always so aware of the waves creeping up that might slap him on the bum.

First time in a while since going to the beach in the morning instead of the afternoon...I forgot how magic the light is there ....this time of day.

“There's no one with intelligence in this town
except that man over there playing with the children,
the one riding the stick horse.
He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity
like the night sky, but he conceals it in the
madness of child's play.”
― Rumi (not the dog)