Fate, as it were, had an unexpected view for me on the hill.
With strong winds and the incoming tide,
it provided ideal windsurfing conditions.
The fog seemed to illuminate the pinkness.
So I gazed at the windsurfer as he whizzed by
doing his flips and turns
From my vantage point
they appeared to know what they were doing.
Little did they know that I knew what I was doing as well,
since I found something delicious to munch on