Out of nowhere

Just before dark, it got really perfect. This was totally unexpected. Little waves came out of nowhere around two p.m. I went to the beach to check them, and the sun came out.

It was the exact time of day that my dog died, one year ago.

By the time I got back home to put on my suit, I noted with relief it had passed 2:40 p.m. R. I. P. little Callie.

At first, there was one other person in the water, who'd appeared in between my checking the waves and my going out. He was catching waves, small and a long time inbetween. I caught some too and was able to get up. Whew. I haven't completely regressed.

But water flushed into my suit, and I was getting cold after about an hour. He went in, probably tired of the cold, the wait, the tiny waves.

And then it got fun. Being alone, the light on the water, the sunset, and the waves rolling in, getting better and more consistent. I forgot about being cold. I caught waves. I tried to put together everything I've heard and been told about turning. I was able to give it a number of good tries and at least once, I swear, I don't know how, I got it! At least I think I did. I ended up far enough in the right direction from where I started out somehow.

I didn't even want to get out when it got dark.

And nothing was in the forecast today. Nothing's forecast for tomorrow. But if tonight means anything, who knows, there may be a little something.

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