I am playing ball with the dog as we ramble down the beach to the South Jetty.<\/p>\n
The clammers have returned and they are clamming away in a thin fog. The more toxic the clams, the less people here. The more toxic the world, the more people should be here.<\/p>\n
Great piles of kelp have washed ashore. <\/p>\n
I’ve already found three choice cuts of beaverwood and I staked them up for our return. The Beaverwood just keeps coming my way. I find it where it used to never appear. Why is that? <\/p>\n
I reunited with my good friend Glen and met his fantastic new friend. We walked and talked down the beach as we played ball with the dog. Glen found a remarkable piece of beaverwood that looked like a sailboat. He said he’s going to make it into a sailboat. <\/p>\n
A bit of rain begins to fall. <\/p>\n
The dog is running with his usual insane pace. <\/p>\n
I can see the fort high up in the dunes. I liken this special fort as an outpost warning against a possible invading army of toxic thoughts. <\/p>\n
I am writing a story in my mind as I walk and hurl the ball to the dog. It is a good way to write. <\/p>\n
Trucks past us. <\/p>\n
I look for the bald eagle that usually appears on this beach. Nothing. No birds at all. <\/p>\n
I have so much to do in the coming months. I am hoping I will become more viable as a person and writer if I can accomplish a few things. <\/p>\n
The Bonnie and Clyde book is printed. I pick it up in a few days. I would have loved to have read parts of it to Bonnie and Clyde at the river, but that’s not going to happen. <\/p>\n\n
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