Beaching

I can spend a long time watching the ocean, even though in their constant angst, the waves don't seem to achieve anything in particular, except to lap, retreat and try again. Watching the ocean gets better in the winter and I am maniacal enough to wade, if not outright swim or drown, in the frigid waters on an impulse. Here are fluevog shoes and custo shirts with me on the beach and jazz on the shore.