|... waves breaking on the dock ...|
That storm didn’t materialize.
The storm did come later in the month.
|... looking to the west and seeing how high the water is|
splashing by the wet marks on the rocks ...
Perhaps it is everything together. I ventured out further than I wanted to go and it wasn’t long before I had been dashed back to shore flat on my back. Getting up from a prone position with the waves slapping down on me was something I hadn’t thought about when I got into the water. At least I had the good sense to be within calling distance of Rebecca.