Yes, my friends. It’s that time again. That time of year when I start to deluge you with photos of rocks along the shore. At first I was going to apologize for it, but then, why would I do that when they’re so pretty and sturdy and full of hope, as they sit there quietly and let the waters of East Bay wash over them? Thus begins the annual photographing of the rocks. And I haven’t even gotten into the kayak yet. Then the fun really begins.
