The Moon and Morro Bay....

I went outside tonight. It is a balmy evening, perfect for watching the moon rise in the sky. It’s a full moon, too. I could see his face tonight. The moon’s, that is.

I had already tucked the dogs into bed for the night, so I was outside alone. Sitting in a chair, looking at the moon. The temperature was just right, it was quiet outside, and the moon was beautiful.

I thought about all the times in my life that I have looked at the moon. I wondered if it had ever looked more beautiful. There is no doubt in my mind: moonlight over water is the most beautiful.

And then my thoughts turned to water. I am going to the ocean next week. I am drawn to the ocean as moths are to a flame. I have always loved being at the seashore. I think I come alive when I am looking out on the ocean.

And I know why; my ancestors were the Norsemen. The Vikings. They sailed to England and became tillers of the soil, and carpenters and Knights of the Crusades, but they never forgot their origin: the sea.

I am excited already, thinking about my little vacation. I called today to make my reservations. They know me by name at the motel. The young lady was going to give me a “frequent guest” discount but figured out that the “stay three nights, get the fourth one free” offer would save me more money.

For me, it is a joy to go to a place that I know so well and love so much. It is not the most scenic or the most beautiful place on the coast, but it is mine. I know what the weather will be like. I am familiar with the drive over there. I know what my motel room will look like. And I know the best places to eat.

I already know my room number at the motel. It is right next door to the room I usually have. The young lady this morning promised me that, if there is a cancellation, I can have “my” room. That would be nice.

I am already thinking about what I will do while I am there. Of course, I will walk miles and miles on the beach each day. I will go to Tidelands Park each evening to watch the sunset. I will go to The Cotton Ball to look for interesting and unusual fabric. I will go to the antiques stores in Cayucos. I will relax and read and write. And, of course, I will enjoy the seafood.

I guess you could say my vacation has already started!