Today there is not much work to do so we decide to take a drive. We can still see the ocean but we are now traveling deeper into the hills. We pass by a little lake surrounded by hills. It is as peaceful as a sleeping baby. We approach a rushing river that is flowing into the low tide ocean. I look to see where the river is coming from, and I see we have been driving by a huge mountainside.
We stop the car and climb up the side to get a closer look. It appears that we could jump across the waterfall that cuts the slope in half, but as we approach the cliff the other side seems miles away.
We hike back to the car and drive for a little longer. The road dead ends, so we turn around and hang around at the house. When night approaches the moon comes out. I understand the myth about the moon being made out of cheese. Perhaps orange American cheese, however. It is so bright, like a jack-o-lantern on Halloween. The rest of the sky is filled with millions of stars. Between living right near the water, and the clear night sky, there is something twinkling all day.
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