marine layer absence

Everything so alive. Walking deliberately, like kinhin?

The morning alive with birds, hawks, sisters, cousins. Rarely possible to be so lazy – lazed strolling –

Every weed, wildflower, stalk of tall brown grass dancing, soft morning breeze. Women with dogs – free, free, free – ignore “Must be leashed.” Jets overhead, overhead flight path, coming, going.

Every single rock asks, “Would you like to hear my story?”

“Yes. Oh yes.”