What there is.

The pool

It's always been there. We kept it. One folded towel on the chair most mornings.

The garden

Palms, oaks, the kind of green that's damp at nine and still cool at four. Quiet on purpose.

The walk

Three minutes to the sand, two grocery stores a block away, Miracle Mile on foot.

The patio

Each apartment opens to one. Two chairs, a bistro table, an umbrella up.

The puppy

Welcome here. Mine sleeps under the bistro table most Saturdays.