OOn The Beach
Draloo Gallery
American Robodog
Lying flat on your back on the beach about ten-thity in the morning, your belly stinging from the suns burn, sand coating one side of your face in the first heat of the day after an early morning beer breakfast, you awake and see an angel.  Bleary eyed, you adjust to the sun's glare.  Few things can compare with an early morning ocean swim in the cool flat water at dawn.