“Big Sur”
“Ten eyes stared in the same direction. Five souls stirred at the sight presented to their eyes. Something about the surrounding scene seemed to bear directly on the wild and wonderful idea they had been thinking and talking about for several days. On the beach below the cliff where the friends reclined, natural grandeur was being enacted. Straight ahead of them, a massive, corrugated rock formation, which might have been the fossilized remains of an immense dinosaur, presented a surface of burnt umber curves and chalky knobs. A small doorway in the middle of the rock gleamed like a molten ingot, the light blazing through it expanding out like the wedge of a spotlight onto the beach. The water separating the beach from the rock, colored soft as a clear morning’s sky, stretched out perfectly flat. Wide expanses of thick, soft, dark-persimmon cloud formed a vault in the heavens. A swath of lemon yellow extended across the horizon. The far ocean lengthened out like a gold-dust desert.”