On Stinson Beach
Marin
Aug. 15, 2004
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I caught one last straggler shooting star out at Stinson
Beach, around 2 a.m. on Sunday morning. That was a
good 60 hours after this year's Pleides shower was
supposed to be winding up, but there it was, streaking
across the Western sky while I walked Tommy past a
row of multimillion-doller
beach shacks, where Lang and MJ and Kiki had invited
us for a midsummer overnight.
There were a lot of interesting things to see
out there: pelicans visiting Bollinas Lagoon,
a trio of sea lions swimming in the surf, toddlers
doing downward-dog pose. Ellie found a crab graveyard
under some rocks. And late at night,
across the water, the amber glow of The City's
Ocean Beach neighborhood -- a surprising thing
to see, especially
since we had driven down the coast highway from
Tomales, and felt like we were still up in our woods,
far from the urban glow.
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