A painting before me
the quiet mist rolling and ocean
waves deeply breaking beyond
I can feel my cup
filling my eyes following
each branch inviting me (more…)

A painting before me
the quiet mist rolling and ocean
waves deeply breaking beyond
I can feel my cup
filling my eyes following
each branch inviting me (more…)
Clam Beach, CA
Looking mysteriously north, over tree tops The magic seaside confidently big, Pacific Leaping and curious and daring and creative My adventure begins Time to pack, I forgot how Don't forget how to love you to shine All wonderful and sleep Red wild and wish Light stars and care Just you tonight to accept and give Others see fire and almost night and wish the mystery of their destiny would Get lost in the magic of the view But I am living in this blue deep wonderful night sky You can too
Houda Point, Trinidad CA
Staring you down
Don’t get to close, the wilds
Waves rolling
Find a perch, basque
Into the view feeling
The earth is alive beneath you (more…)
Trinidad CA
I stood here for over 10 minutes, alone. My car parked just up the road on a tight curve. I stood in the middle of the road taking photograph after photograph of mother nature putting on a show. The ocean below singing in wave length tones. A few minutes into this incredible moment I heard a rustling from behind me. It got louder and louder and I realized it was a mudflow from the steep cliff the road was cut from. Luckily there were lots of trees and bushes breaking its slide, I never saw it, just heard it.
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A new perspective, beyond
The fence beyond the man-made
At first you peer, eyes only
Over the edge (more…)
A straight road, as if cut from a ruler drawn line. Flat lands filled with grass, cows and drought killed almond trees. Everything planted in a row. It is clear, this road is taking up valuable growing space. Hours have past, still the same scene out the windows, hundreds of miles and the desolate, desperate, sun bleached signs continue (HELP, No One is Listening, We Need Water). (more…)
I am not the first to take photographs of these incredible 800 protected acres. I am not the first to marvel at the will of a community, to protect their own backyard. (more…)