A View to a Kill

I don't get dragged down there that often. The opposite end of the ocean. South of where I sometimes surf. It was, however, the first place that I found. And to be honest, I wish I would wander that way more often. Because it's beautiful. Really. Look at it. Like a low lit stage awaiting your arrival. For each wave is it's own show. And you are both the actor and the audience. Performing for free. But you always get a call back. And another audition. Because it's never good enough. So break a leg. Photo from Jesse Lee.