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| Harbor, Oceanside, California |
A port is a delightful place of rest for a soul weary of life's battles. (Charles Baudelaire)
At first glance, there is nothing weary about this little harbor area on a sunny morning. Aromas of coffee emerge from seaside restaurants, padding feet clap briskly on the sidewalk, sunbeams reflect off the water.
Maybe though, as Baudelaire suggested, it is the port itself that is the antidote for world-weariness. Perhaps the disenchantments of the coffee-brewers, joggers and ocean-gazers simply disappeared, for a time, when they arrived at the little port.
The wonder cure, right there at the ocean's edge ...
