Foggy Mornings in Santa Cruz, CA with surfers
I consider myself lucky to live in the San Francisco Bay Area, right over the hill to Santa Cruz, California. many mornings I find myself heading over the hill to sit by the ocean listening to the waves as those first sips of coffee happily hit my taste buds.
I watch the birds dance in the sky thinking how nice it is to be so free and have wings to carry you anywhere in the world.
Then my attention is turned to the surfers, up early to catch the first waves of the day, as their bodies wake up in the icy cold waters that are typical to Northern California. I chuckle as I overhear one surfer warn another that is barely arriving and slipping into a wetsuit, “it’s extra cold out there today”.
