Whew! Everyone must be talking about the winds today. Took Nikki running this morning. We ran from the Polo Field to Ocean Beach and up to the top of Land's End and back. Ocean Beach at 7:00 a.m. was beautiful! Not another soul in sight, and the sand was undisturbed - not by human feet, anyway. The wind left its mark, making the beach look like the dunes of the Kalahari or something! We sat down at Land's End to rest at our favorite spot, and watched an armada of white caps invade the Golden Gate. Winds and surf combined to make a loud continuous sigh, broken only by the occasional pounding of the surf on the rocks below. The cold, fast wind ruffling Nikki's fur must have made him feel good. Wonder if it reminded him of the arctic? Probably not! Didn't have my camera with me, so I'm including one of the paintings from Travels with Dharma Dog. It depicts a scene from the exact same spot.
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