By the time I got to the beach yesterday it was so overcast that you could not see the ocean. (This was not good for the man on the cliffs just north of the campsite, in a suit and tie, sitting at a table set up with a white table cloth and a vase with a rose in it, wining and dining his Valentine.)
I went surfing but had to use the force to know when waves were approaching. I freaked out when I saw a black fin coming towards me, knowing full well my fears were coming true... that I was being chosen to be attacked instead of the perfectly edible surfer near me.
Luckily I evaded danger, being that the fin belonged to one of a pair of friendly dolphins.
Today is a brand new day. It is beautiful and totally clear. It is the perfect beach day.