In the days before sophisticated weather instruments, seafarers from the town would rise early and climb to a vantage point above Noyo Harbor to see what the sea had in store for them.
On these bluffs the fishermen of Fort Bragg made the decision. A sea as smooth as glass was a good day. Constant waves meant high swells and rough going on open waters.
Whether to go out on open water or stay in the harbor
The sea would tell them if it was a good day to venture out
Or stay safe on land and “chicken out”
And so, this bluff came to be known as Chicken Point
With rough seas and high swells this was a day to “chicken out.”
My heart went out to this homeless man who I recently photographed in the sunny seacoast town of Monterey, California.
Without home to call his own
He lay down beside his friend,
The old cannery wall
Both abandoned from some
Long ago time of prosperity
The sun gave them kisses of warmth
The sea lulled them into repose.
Walking along Caspar Beach in northern California…. camera to my eye…. two black oystercatchers happened to land right in front of me.
Altho’ called Oystercatchers they do not eat oysters
They love the rocky shores of the north coast
Bird by the Sea
I love these wonderful happenstance moments.
What fun to experience hardy seaside blooming flowers and trees in the month of February.
This post is specially for everyone still under the shroud of gloom on the faraway eastern seaboard experiencing all the last hurrahs of winter with its snow and ice and freezing temps.
Daisies in the Dappled Sunlight
Calla, in Greek, means Magnificent Beauty
Mystery Flower….I do not know its name
The petals of the Ice Plant flower are stiff and dry like paper
Purple flower growing among the rocks at Caspar Beach
Guess the name of these Springtime flowers
Sunny thoughts going your way!
I can sympathize with those enduring a hard knock winter back east. Then again, it makes me ever so grateful not to be there.
It’s a sunny day in the Pacific Northwest with 60 degrees and a light breeze off the ocean. Oh, and it is February. I have to keep reminding myself!
Sunny Sunday at Caspar Beach
What a February Day!
Dude, surf’s up!
Simply for the Joy of it!
A day at the beach is just a walk across a country road. If this is a dream, don’t wake me!
I arrived at Caspar Beach in northern California in sync with the winter rains. That was two and a half weeks ago with rain nonstop almost every day.
This drought-ridden part of the country where residential wells have been drying up has been in a constant state of delight over all the liquid sunshine. Me, I am ready for a break.
Today I awoke with the promise of a dry day. A much appreciated respite, an opportunity to get out and take some pictures.
Foggy but dry; I’ll take it!
Where the Headlands meet the Sea
Early Morning Moon at Caspar Beach
As soon as the sun appears the camera is taking me for a walk on the beach!
Leaving Monterey after a month long sojourn I traveled north on highway 101. After only 25 miles I came to an old Spanish mission, San Juan Bautista.
The Greeting at the bottom “Bienvenidos Todos Los Dias” : Welcome Every Day
Sunlit Arches of the Bautista Mission
Our Lady of Guadalupe
Patron Saint of North America
Old Mission Floor
If Those Boards Could Talk
See that little round door at the bottom right? It was specially made so cats could easily go in and out to catch vermin.
Sunshine plays across the hall of the mission church
Hand-painted flowers and vines adorn the pillars
Shady retreat in the Spanish plaza
The boles on this tree resemble a flower
Sculptor in San Juan Bautista garden. I wonder at the disproportionate size of the hands. What was the artist’s intention?
Being at the mission gave me a sense of serenity and contemplation, protection and communion. I felt it best in the gardens enclosed all around by adobe buildings. It was as a secret garden. Mine to treasure, if just for a little while.
Having lived the greater part of my life as a landlocked landlubber I am constantly in awe of the array of wildlife living out their lives at the edge of the sea.
My most perplexing find is the squirrel. Whenever I see one scampering along the water’s edge or over a boulder with the ocean thundering in the background, I think it must be on a vacation from its inland forest home.
The California ground squirrel burrows into seaside cliffs and lives its whole life along the water’s edge. This one was found at Asilomar Marine Reserve on a drive along the coast near Pacific Grove.
Squirrel at Asilomar
Home is a burrow among the green succulents growing here
Everyday view for a California Ground Squirrel
I wonder does this creature know the Paradise it’s found
Living by the sea in Asilomar
Down the coast a couple of miles from Monterey is the Point Lobos State Reserve.
Lots of seals, sea birds and definitive seascapes and rock formations.
Wary Basking Seal at Point Lobos
Whirlpool Amid the Rocks
Railed Sea Crags
Cormorants and Seals on Bird Island
Polka Dot Rocks at Point Lobos
Turquoise Green Waters of Point Lobos
Rock Camouflaged Seals
Inspiration From A Picnic Table
All these places of wonder where Nature and Humans surpass the ordinary and attain the Stars! An enchanted day.