The view, the weather, the sunrises and the sunsets, the bird population, the animal sightings, the things on peoples' houses and lawns (this week it is Christmas lights and decorations, including a huge cut-out crib scene just up the street... I wonder what the raccoons think to that).
The other evening I was walking by number one beach as the sun was setting. Walking the stray dog, trying to find his home, instead finding the most beautiful sunset, gold and pink on the flat steel water.
Every day is different.
I wonder if I will get used to the differences? I hope not.
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I was driving down to Beach 1 to watch the sunset onetime and a cop pulls me over...asks what I am doing around there, I say going to watch the sun do its thing on beach 1. Cop dosen't believe me cause he says there is NO BEACH 1. I schooled him. He lat me go.
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