An Old Friend…

my favorite rock (2)A collection of boulders on the southern end of Carmel River State Beach are like an old friend to me–always there to be relied on when woken up. Yes, I see a face with eyes closed, head tilted on a pillow.  Rest, my friend. my favorite rock - Copy

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My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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