By Sandra Smith Santa Monica
The Pacific is pacific with nary a wave. The water lies flat; floating seaweed rests in heaps on the surface. Tiny tickles of foam caress the beach in a wave imitation.
But the dog walkers have become careless not picking up after their faithful companions on the bike paths and Promenade. It is worse than the expectorators who think we like to step in spittle.
I just wish the residents and visitors to Santa Monica would have more respect for their environment and allow others to look up and enjoy the scenery and not have to concentrate totally on each foot placement.
Originally published in the Santa Monica Daily Press print edition on March 23, 2004. Read the original PDF.