Good Morning Gentle Readers,
TWC's good friend Chuck captured the loneliness of a late winter afternoon at the Santa Cruz boardwalk exquisitely. I get that same feeling sometimes on Sunday afternoons in January, late in the day, when the sunlight is weak, like mid-winter flies, born during a warm spell, but doomed to lethargy and an early demise. Stephen King flies, if you will.
TWC
Photo Credit: Chuck Davis © 06-03-11, all rights reserved.