rainy evening

With a raincoat a walk in the morning drizzle is not only bearable, but rather enjoyable. To stay dry amidst the softwetness (one word in my world). Then the Great Blue Heron sweeps her long neck to eye you, making sure that you don't get too close. Past the GBH is a floating gull. And the gull on the shore behind you lifts his young head to cry out your presence. But you look at him, "Hey buddy, I'm just passing through."

Continuing along the coast one might then come across a harbor seal with its head floating, looking around, no, wait, there are two of them and it looks like they are dog-paddling to stay at the surface. Of course, they glide quickly and drop below the surface and then they're gone. The walk goes only a little bit further until the railroad tracks. So, turn around, say hello to the same people you greeted on the walk down (you've both reached your ends and have turned back) and then up the hill to home. Stretch it out and practice those new and still awkward Yoga poses and start the day. That seems like a peaceful and energetic way to go about things.