Big Blue

The change of seasons makes for a change in my beach walking habits. No longer do I have to get up before dawn and hit the beach before the sun makes being outside unbearable. We've had a touch of chilly weather, well... if you call the 50s that quickly warm up to the 70s chilly, then so be it.


What we've had are big blue skies, not a hint of humidity and perfect beach walking. Perfect fishing for the osprey, too. (Tiny dot in the center.) Maybe not as thrilling as the sun's appearance on a summer dawn, but if this were Montana we'd be calling it big sky, but we've got big sky and big seas. How about calling it big blue instead?