copp's cache. he found a bottle here once, and i thought he was thinking magically another would appear, and he was right.
the waves were sexy big curls today and we rose up and down dressed in smiles and whitecaps. then mr. went ashore to be with the shore girls with their charms and treats and i wondered if he would return for me, and he did.
now he is looking intently at me wondering what i could possibly be doing with myself.