The song says, "...it never rains in Southern California." Except when it does. This morning there is a fine mist falling, and it feels refreshing!
I had the beach all to myself when I took these pictures to show another side of our usually sunny little island. When I turned around I found this bench dedicated to the memory of Connie from her friends and family. Alone in the morning silence, I pondered who Connie was, and what a special person she must have been for her family and friends to give this bench to the community in her honor.