The ever changing moods of the coast…


The sunset never ceases to surprise. We thought it was done, but this called for a u-turn!

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it–always. 
― Mahatma Gandhi


a bit abstract


bits of this and that and kelp floating on a calm sea…

To have faith is to trust yourself to the water. When you swim you don’t grab hold of the water, because if you do you will sink and drown. Instead you relax, and float. 
― Alan W. Watts

a different view

Meyers-2100Eric’s perspective from down low… making the beach into a moonscape.

Meyers-2170…but taking another look from on high

Meyers-2113…he came back with this (picture only – no disturbing the native vegetation please!)

Meyers-2107…me and Sissy, anxiously watching from down on the ground


…back to ground level, Sissy caught levitating across the wet sand…

Some might think that the creativity, imagination, and flights of fancy that give my life meaning are insanity. 
― Vladimir Nabokov


new day, new beach


Thanks to Lynn of BlueBrightly for identifying the pink beach pea (Lathyrus japonicus) as above and in the previous post. They’re seen quite often on the sandy beaches as well as hillsides along the road.


Meyers Beach… not far from the new location and very lovely.


The Pacific has been living up to its name. I haven’t seen it so calm and find it almost unsettling.



 The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody’s fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind. 
― Katherine Mansfield


the countdown

The end is in sight with only nine days to go…
(I would shut down comments if it wouldn’t take time to remember how…. forgive me if I don’t reply… hopefully I’ll be able to catch up after the move is done)


I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.
― Douglas AdamsThe Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

morning color…

The next day, heading back north, the ocean was putting on quite a different show… with bits of mist still hovering…mist-2070Close to the same spot as the previous post…

mist-2068What a lovely commute! I never know what sort of scene will unfold before me…

mist-2073Mother nature painting an abstract… (where are the waves?)

Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts. 
― Walker Evans

above the mist…

fog-2043the base of Humbug Mountain peeking out from the right edge…

fog-2031it just kept getting better…

fog-2023the Pacific Ocean blanketed by fog…


The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.

I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o’er me
That my soul cannot resist:

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.

Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.
― Henry Wadsworth LongfellowThe Belfry of Bruges and Other Poems


floating down the creek…


WordPress seems to be messing with me. It looks like I’ve conquered a few of the quirks, but still some minor issues exist. I’ll deal with them later.


A great many people, and more all the time, live their entire lives without ever once sleeping out under the stars.
― Alan S. KesselheimLet Them Paddle: Coming of Age on the Water


getting so much closer…

Our new front yard…


Just 34 days (or less) to go…. (I’m starting to get all twitchy! 🙂

He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you. 
Bob Marley

blackberries in waiting


Just waiting for the pies….


Life was so simple when apples and blackberries were fruit, a tweet was the sound of nature, and facebooks were photo albums 
Carl Henegan, Darkness Left Undone

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