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Padre Island is a most unusual beach. At least it was for me. I was there in October, and I was the ONLY one on the beach. I guess everyone went home, back to work or back to school. Obviously, this was good for me!
The long stretch of the Padre Island National Seashore is also unusual in that folks can drive their vehicles right down onto the beach. I'm not sure that I like that idea. I think I'd prefer that it stayed wild & uninhabited (at least by motorized vehicles anyway). And I couldn't do it myself because you really need a 4WD. Being so far from civilization, I didn't think it would be a good idea to bury my rental car in sand!!
Since I won't really get a beach vacation this summer, I am reliving the beach memories. I think everyone may have noticed a large amount of sea-themed images in my Photostream lately. Now you know why! ---> ◔◡◔
Sincerely,
A Beach Bum Wannabee
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♫ Bright Eyes – Beach Bum Song ♫
I'm so sorry I haven't been by everyone's Photostreams much lately ... pining for the sea, taking a Staycation Break (which just can't compare to the beach) ... working on my portfolio & revamping my resume. I will be catching up tonight & tomorrow my wonderful Flickr Peeps!.
“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
"Be present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed. Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, and quick wit. Run. Make art. Create. Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain. Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes. Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly. Let go of what doesn’t make you happy. Grow."
— Paulo Coelho
Sometimes, sleep is optional when there are both a storm and a Aurora alert. Night of Aug 2 to 3, small open sky somewhere in the middle of no where! #chasinglight
“Nietzsche also proposed a second kind of tourism, whereby we may learn how our societies and identities have been formed by the past and so acquire a sense of continuity and belonging.
The person practising this kind of tourism ‘looks beyond his own individual transitory existence and feels himself to be the spirit of his house, his race, his city’.
He can gaze at old buildings and feel ‘the happiness of knowing that he is not wholly accidental and arbitrary but grown out of a past as its heir, flower, and fruit, and that his existence is thus excused and indeed justified'.”
—The Art of Travel by Alain de Botton
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Hearts don't need keys, dear one.
But we know something's missing. And we hope someone else might help us find it.
That someone else might be the key.
#sweeterpoetry
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I arrived in San Diego last Thursday following a wild ride through the mountains (after leaving Joshua Tree National Park). Rachel had to work on Friday so I had a day to explore.
She texted me early Friday morning: "Are you watching the sunrise Moo?" The photo above is what greeted me in my hotel parking lot. No time to scout out the perfect sunrise spot; had to grab the shot right there ... and got exactly two! Isn't this so ridiculously what you think of when you think of California? This image is also for Sonora Guy. He seemed a bit peeved with the last shot I posted of snowy Colorado; seems he is fed up with the weather! I missed you my Flickr peeps ... but I didn't miss Windy, Cold Chicago!
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♫ "Welcome to the hotel California ... such a lovely place ..." ♫
The Mastercraft building has two of these. With chasing lights and neon - which were both on in the mid-morning. But they close off their property with an automatic fence usually. In fact, I was wondering why it was open.
sakura (桜) cherry blossom air さくら 🌸🍃
Time after time
Alone in the city of whirling blossoms
Those petals fly in the whirling wind
The miracle of meeting you
In a city where the wind whispered through
The hanamidou tells of the end of spring
One petal from this misty flower.
Time After Time (花舞う街で) // In the Street of Dancing Flowers — Mai Kuraki
[theme song for Detective Conan: Crossroad in the Ancient Capital]
I yearned for snow, it came ... briefly ... and now my thoughts are drifting along to good times & warmer climes. It is such a dull, gray day today that I needed something warm to light up my day. Hope it warms up your day too! Isn't a sunset on the beach so cliché ?
Happy Cliché Saturday!
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"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time." —John Lubbock, The Use Of Life
Our front yard was a lake during the strong rains last night. The light is from the stret light shining on the puddle.
Added a lens flare above the light in the puddle and added a graduated texture to the image in Photoshop. Added a ghost border in ON1 Effects.
A long stretch of U.S. Route 50 traverses Utah along a desolate portion of the Great Basin Desert. It is commonly referred to as the "Loneliest Road in America."
At the time, I was talking to the old man. He was telling me that he had made this colossal recipe of beef enchiladas. I was getting the entire recipe related to me in it's entirety. It was so lonely out there, all by myself ... that I was content to just tune in.
I finally had to 'tune out the food channel' when I saw this epic sunset unfolding over the desert swamp right before my eyes. I stopped in the middle of the road, left the car door open ... sat on the hood of my car ... and watched the sun set. Not one car passed by... the only sound I heard were the frogs.
“What interests me is not the destination, but the attitude [traveling with new eyes and an open mind].” — Giampiero Bodino
"If we’re going to talk, then let’s talk. Forget about what is polite or proper and delve right into what is sincere and honest. Lead me down through the labyrinth of your true, spectacular self. I am not interested in pleasantries.
If you want a conversation, then let’s get lost." —@beautaplin, Real Talk
I hope everyone isn't tired of my sun worship images!! This is a sunset in Carlsbad. Love the flock of pelicans and how the lady is throwing up her arm in 'worship' to the sun. We talked with her a bit later and discovered she was quite inebriated. At least she was a happy drunk!!
I know I've been a terrible contact this past week. I'll be in and out all day, getting the house in shipshape order. I pick up my friend from the airport at 1:00 AM *yikes -- those red-eye flights* and then starting tomorrow we will be rockin' @ Lollapalooza!! I'll be catching up with all today ... in between mopping, sweeping & vacuuming!!!
Happy Thursday Everyone!! It is almost Friday!!
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“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
♫ The ocean breathes salty ... won't you carry it ... in your head, in your mouth, in your soul ♫
I spent a wonderful day with Connie {surfma} in Half Moon Day. She plotted out a course that started at sunrise on the harbor in Half Moon Bay (as you can imagine, she had me at sunrise) and ended well after sunset.
We shot the crab pots & fishing boats, then moved on the surfers ... spent a considerable amount of time shooting sunbeams filtering down through the trees at Moss Beach; then had a most excellent breakfast brunch at the 3-Zero Cafe (I highly recommend the Crab Cakes Benedict).
Our next destination took us to the Purisima Creek Redwoods Open Space Preserve where we spent a few hours shooting this lovely stream meandering beneath the redwoods. At this point, Connie suggested we go to the City for sunset. I was already waiting in the car!
We arrived at Rodeo Beach {where this shot was taken} at the perfect time. After shooting up a storm, we hit a few spots along Conzelman Road, capturing the Golden Gate Bridge at night (a first for me); then headed to our final destination: the Bay Bridge. Never shot this bridge at night either.
Somewhere in there, we also shot light trails on Lombard Street (the Crookedest Street in the World). She shared shooting tips from a Night Shooting Workshop she had taken and I am so grateful for that as I've done hardly any night shooting myself.
We finally arrived home at 10:30 PM ... propping up our feet with pita chips, hummus dip and a glass of beer!! At one point, I curled up in front of the fire with her amiable pooch, Kirra ... then finally wandered to my room (fabulously decorated in true surfer-boy style)!! Whew! What a day, huh?
I dedicate this image to Connie & her husband Tom; for putting me up for a couple of days in their 5-Star accommodations; but most of all, I thank Connie for her energy, her smile, her A-1 tour guide services, and for sharing tidbits of photographic knowledge!! I don't think she realizes that she has a new family member!! :-)
I know this shot is cliché (mine doesn't look so different from all the others I found here on Flickr) ... but this one is special because it is 'my shot!'
Happy Cliché Saturday!!
Starlight Starbright
Mahatao Lighthouse
Batanes
June 3, 2011
Contact me if you need more photos of Batanes (bongbajo@yahoo.com)
September is perfect for new beginnings. Typically January is the beginning of the year, but for me September always feels like New Year.
☾ “I have noticed that when all the lights are on, people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives.
Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling – their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are longer pauses.
To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative. I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights – then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions, things that need to done, not a background to thought.”
— Why I Adore the Night ☾ (Jeanette Winterson)
Recently, I met up in Encinitas with one of my dear Flickr friends, Bobbi, and her daughter. I introduced her to Sammy and much fun was had at the park.
On our way home, Sam and I stopped by another park in Del Mar to watch the sunset. We enjoyed the green grass, the gorgeous view ... and the whimsical array of spectators lining the bluff! I'm not sure if my favorite is the lady with the hat, or the perfectly coiffed poodle! Which one is your favorite?
Happy Monday Folks!!
I recall this morning vividly. How breathtakingly beautiful the sky was, all lit up with the morning sun coming up behind me. When I opened up the images at home ... I was a bit underwhelmed to say the least. See the SOOC in comments.
Instead of tossing the images, I pulled out my digital paint palette and set to work painting a dream ... painting what I 'thought' I saw!!
Happy Sliders Sunday Everyone!!
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P.S. Going offline in 5 minutes! Doing a big move today! Will catch up tonight at the new place!