My son asks me to time him, then bolts down the sidewalk and out of sight between two strangers. He returns at top speed, twelve long seconds later.

4 Jan 2013


the binoculars reveal distant waves
crawling slowly across the horizon

5 Jan 2013


Sunlight breaks through the sky over Capitola, surrounding the surfers with a silvery glare. Along the horizon, a thin bright line underscores the massed grey clouds.

6 Jan 2013


The day after
the sky’s pink and orange haze
matches my own

7 Jan 2013