Thursday I returned alone to the dogs for more grey May mornings,

sunny Benicia afternoons

and oranges, as usual…

[a painting, untitled, from ca. 1964]

The following Tuesday brought the much-anticipated Expedition to let the Landlocked Creatures See The Sea.

Princeton Harbor;

Montara Lighthouse;

Brother Kirk attempting to tempt Aggie the aquaphobe;

Eventually, increasingly confident, they become more curious…

…while Lefty, bolder still, anticipates one of those headlines like “elderly man drowns in sneaker wave trying to rescue dog! Dog, a fourteen year old heeler mix, swims to shore unharmed”.

A Nike sneaker wave, perhaps?

…and a Barracuda?

Goodbye to The Sea…

…hello to the air

and to Linda, returning from her adventures with the grandson.

More…

later.

M