O.B. Closeout
A moment at one of my favorite beach breaks, Ocean Beach, the Dog Beach end, in San Diego. There are...
Birdwatching
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house. Always the hunters, watching the world with their instinctual focused stare, but if they chance to dodge through an open door, they always dart back inside, never wandering far from the food dish.
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