Yesterday after work we drove by the bakery to get some baguette, then a bottle of red at Henry's, packed a picnic bag with bread, wine, italian salami, Boursin spread, grapes and that nice Gouda farm cheese we got at the Farmer's Market the other day, then walked our picnic down to the beach. We got there just in time for sunset.
We spread our picnic out and munched on it, and enjoyed watching the surf, the colors of twilight, and the people. The tide was falling out, and the beach was glowing orange/gold in the sunset. On one side of us some vagabonds had dug a big hole and made a camp with some blankets and shawls. It looked as if they were there to stay ... On the other side a couple of guys were rolling and making out in the sand. Night fell on us after we'd been sitting there for about an hour, but we were fortunate to have picked a spot just behind a hotel that flood lighted the beach, so we stayed an extra hour eating sausage, cheese and bread, and peoplewatching. We saw a guy running up and down the beach in his wet suit. He then began running in circles and looking mighty confused. Maybe he lost his surfboard ...
It was a beautiful night. But almost the first time since I came that it was really warm enough to do this ...
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