Summer's calming influence can be felt.
Rusty and I were alone at Boca Chica Beach last week around seven in the morning.
He didn't even feel like walking very far in the thick humid early morning air.
I took pictures while he chased iguanas. I did better than he did.
I saw the pane overhead and thought how nice they are off and away, all those people.
Rusty sat next to me in a break in the wall and we looked at the ocean for a while.
And then we went home and ate breakfast and took a nap.
AS this is my weekend to work it seemed like a nice Sunday way to spend a Wednesday.