I was walking on the beach tonight, a -1.7 low tide, and a dog came racing at me. She was like a slimmed-down wolf, slightly reddish/buff color with white on her belly and backs of legs. She was strikingly beautiful, the essence of canine grace and integrity -- wolf. coyote, fox -- same idea. She came barreling at me, then swerved and went beyond, down the beach. I turned. She came back, same thing on the other side. I was transfixed. As she turned to come back, her owner ran up and said Oh I hope she hasn't scar4d you, she's really just playful…
I said no, she's beautiful, and the owners knew what I meant, we were on the same wave length…
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And a good wave it is. "The only thing we have to fear..."
I was on the beach last night also. Atlantic Ocean, Dark Moon, low, low Winter Tide. I love Winter. TJ
Moments like that, communing with an animal with no spoken language, just reading each other's vibe, grooving, totally chill ... dogs love the beach. The waves are rockin' and rolling right now outside of my window in Del Mar ... winter is coming!
That was a Zen moment! I loved reading this.
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