spotlight on spray

Would it ever be possible to catch all the marvelous variations in the waves?waves-2945Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. 
― Martin Luther King Jr.A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches

Some history and a couple of herons

I was inspired by Babsje to post my own bit of Heron History, though it doesn’t begin to match her amazing heron shots or reach to an era as far back.

Still… way back in my ancient history when my very first 35mm SLR camera was new, I lived in San Francisco. I loved to do day trips heading north or south up the coast. Just the other day I was sorting and organizing some old shots from those days and came across my very first heron capture. Back then, I didn’t even know what it was. I snapped what was simply a very big bird.heron-64Look closely and you’ll find it in front of the fence, about a third of the way from the right edge. The image quality is poor, likely more to do with scanning old slides or negatives that weren’t always treated kindly. In some ways that old 35 mm Pentax performed better than the fancy digital gadget I use these days, but hopefully the stuff on my hard drive won’t suffer from the ravages of time quite the same way.heron-65

Of course, even back then, I was already getting butt shots. This is likely my very first one of that genre.
(as usual, click on any image below for a better look or mouse over for captions)

I think a bit more experience and the longer lens might have helped….

In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood–
A lord of nature weeping to a tree.
I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.
― Theodore Roethke

into the mist

waves-0590hark, now hear the sailors cry, 
smell the sea, and feel the sky 
let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic… 
― Van Morrison


Or life outside of blogging….  I’m choosing some random (mostly recent) shots from my yard, because I have to slow down on the blogging for a bit. In no particular order:
(as always, you can get to the slideshow and slightly larger images by clicking on any image)

Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. 
― Marcel Proust


Still lots of action these days…. I forgot to check the tide chart, but there was very little beach to speak of. It was a joy to be back again. The weather was mild with no wind, but the fog was rolling in…. I had most of it all to myself.


A squadron of cormorants flew overhead to complete the picture…..




When religion and politics travel in the same cart, the riders believe nothing can stand in their way. Their movements become headlong – faster and faster and faster. They put aside all thoughts of obstacles and forget the precipice does not show itself to the man in a blind rush until it’s too late. 
― Frank HerbertDune

guard duty

This guy stood still for me while guarding the rest of the group as they ducked into the brush…quail-2765

quail-2766There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can’t move, and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies. 
― Robert Frost

dreams of beach and summer

beach-0725Laughter is sunshine, it chases winter from the human face. 
― Victor HugoLes Misérables

a smaller pond

I haven’t been out to the beach for any number of reasons lately, so I’m making do with this puddle at an abandoned lot where I take the poodle for a run now and then…..puddle-2499When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles 
and the bottle’s on a poodle and the poodle’s eating noodles…
…they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle 
bottle paddle battle.
― Dr. SeussFox in Socks: Green Back Book

I need a vote

I’ve been thinking of donating a print of mine to a charity auction, but having trouble deciding. I could sure use some help here. If you’ve been following this blog, you’ve likely seen nearly all of these shots before. I’m also thinking I’ll have the final choice printed on the new metal process. I’m dying to see how it comes out – possibly adding some extra sparkle to the final product.

If I can manage to get it right, I’ll set this up so you can click any image to get a slideshow with title -or mousing over each image will give you the title. Comments on what determined your choice would be nice, too.

THANKS <3 <3 <3

needing a shave or a haircut?

I have no idea what different sorts of lichen these are, but I thought they deserved a closer look. lichen-1975It is easy to overlook this thought that life just is. As humans we are inclined to feel that life must have a point. We have plans and aspirations and desires. We want to take constant advantage of the intoxicating existence we’ve been endowed with. But what’s life to a lichen? Yet its impulse to exist, to be, is every bit as strong as ours-arguably even stronger. If I were told that I had to spend decades being a furry growth on a rock in the woods, I believe I would lose the will to go on. Lichens don’t. Like virtually all living things, they will suffer any hardship, endure any insult, for a moment’s additions existence. Life, in short just wants to be. 
― Bill BrysonA Short History of Nearly Everything


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