Monday, April 10, 2006
Down at Middle Harbor Shoreline I creep among the granite boulders used for rip-rap, imagine I'm in the Sierras. The crabs peer warily at my dream soaked eyes, scamper over barnacle covered rocks as I Spiderman about. Great moments by any other name. And if you're thinking about my time budgeting, this only took 10 minutes (or so).