I am feeling mellow and happy, sun-filled and content, despite having to cut my visit a little short after I sliced my big toe open pretty good on a rock or a mussel or something while I was body-surfing. I guess that says something about how the beach affects me, huh? I almost went to Scripps (the oceanography school in San Diego) for grad school, and I kind of suspect that if I had, I might not have finished my doctorate. Although, I'd probably be tan and in really good shape and would know how to surf.
Passed a bunch of people going to a beach wedding on my way back to the car. The wilderness scrub area leading up to the beach, by the way, was also quite gorgeous.