It's crazy how much I love this girl -
if I'm a pirate, she's my mountain of gold
and while sailing at night, my northern star
yet when we dock, she's my Zanzibar.
(Joya picks up almost anything and turns it into a toy that she flips in the air, catches, chases, since everything is animate and joyful play in her world.)
I don’t know whether I’m more surprised that people leave fruit on the beach
or that crows and mammals haven’t eaten it before I walk past
or how beautiful it can be
or that it can blend in so well.
I love living here because Winter Solstice is the perfect day to dump jacket & boots
and barefoot it along the shore, whether young
or willets interacting
even the western snowy plover
is walking Point Reyes‘ shore on this perfect day.