As we got to the bait shop (the two towers midway down the pier), we noticed a crowd gathered around some brown pelicans.
There's a fading sign just above the woman's bicycle seat that says, "My name is Charlie. I bite." Apparently, Charlie has been biting for a while.
He's a fine-looking fellow, and I was surprised at the color of his feet. I guess I'd been expecting some shade of yellow.
Charlie posed for a while, then settled down for a nap, with Oceanside's northern coastline behind him.
My daughter and I continued our stroll to Ruby's Diner at the end of the pier, where the wait was too long for our time on the parking meter, so we walked over to Dairy Queen for lunch and ice cream.
On a day like that, is it any wonder I might start believing winter was over?
Yesterday and today settled that question for me. We had another rainstorm, including a torrential downpour this morning that had me looking out the front door, watching as the rain came down in sheets and visibly bounced off the street. I came back in and turned on the tea kettle.
Yes, it's still winter.