Maybe it has stopped raining. The sky is still gray, but the clouds are broken, and the breeze is from the west. Hank got up at the crack of dawn and went to work out. About 7:30, I went out to do yoga on the beach, and met him, so we went down together.
I'd forgotten what beaches are like here. I'm used to Rodanthe, where the beach is a steep hillside covered in sharp shells. This is as flat as a freeway, with cute little waves fringing the edges of it. My kinda place. Even better, we saw a dolphin having a fine breakfast of something fishy in the surf, and pelicans skimming the water. Woohoo.