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Watching the sunset in the neighborhood and talking with a passing neighbor about the current affairs. Trying to keep hope alive.
There is truly no place more beautiful.
1996
Seattle to San Francisco road trip
Konica 35mm
Who knows what film. ;-)
This was on on our last morning in CA, before starting the OR portion of our trip. The lighthouse is off to the right of this scene.
Truly, the best moments in life happen when we come in contact with something we can’t comprehend. That’s when “knowledge” steps out of the way and we have a full experience, with the open mind of a child, using all of our brain.
Not even a marine biologist or a crusty old sailor would boast that they understand the ocean. We know more about the landscape of Mars than we do about the seafloor. Earth’s ocean is still wild and resists being captured and categorized into left brain knowledge.
On the other hand, the ocean is knowable to the right brain. I know colors and shapes and rhythms. I know pushing and pulling, rising and falling. I know glittering light and deep darkness. I know the splash and the whistling wind and the thunder of waves. I know life and I know death. It connects everything. The ocean is the soul of this Earth.
San Gregorio, California
It’s the end of the dry season. The creek no longer flows to the ocean, instead forming a lagoon behind a sand berm. The vegetation has browned off, and a marine layer stands off the coast.