


Back in the warm truck, my ears started to glow.
n English gardener, who takes a lot of photos, visits many places, listens to lots of music, reads a lot of books, who has wandered the earth but is currently dug in in Sacramento, California. On this blog: gardening and wildlife. Life in Northern California, and an archive of postings from Long Island's southern shore, amid the wetlands... restoring house and garden. And the most beautiful sunrises...
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Ran barefoot on the beach. The sun bakes the sand and warms the sand above the high tide line. Plus you should always run where its flat. Nothing better than Smith Point Beach, a/k/a Great South Beach, for a late winter's run.Deserted beach, solitude, the sky, salt water, and sand between your toes in winter.Go Smith Point!
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