Isn’t it funny how certain things will bring back a memory instantly? Some friends went to Carmel recently and dropped by a book with lovely photos of the cottages in it. You’d think that I would have flashed to walking through the village. We did just that, not so long ago. What flashed through my mind was a day in 2005 that I went to the Carmel beach by myself. It was a gorgeous day and the climate was perfect, not too hot, not too cold, not very windy, yet it was windy enough to watch the sea spray lift off the waves.
First View From the Beach
Surfing the Big Waves
2005 My Favorite Day at the Carmel Beach
It was one of those days that you have to silently sit in the sand and watch the power of the ocean. It was a day that I will never forget. The power of this memory is so strong, it’s a bit like the way a song will instantly take you back in time. I have gone to the beach many times since 2005 but it has never been this magnificent.
Last weekend we went on a hike in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. We left from a place named Gray Eagle Lodge. The pathway was often shady and you could hear running water most of the time, which somehow makes it seems a little cooler.
Pathway to the Wild Flowers
There were some flowers left and some that were fading away. The insects didn’t seem to mind that the flowers were going away. I wonder what is of interest when all the pollen seems to have been removed from the flower…..
End of the Flowers
This poor plant was almost completely gone. Good eating for the bugs, I suppose. I liked the shadows that were cast from what remained of the leaves.
There is a very small daisy that grows in the mountains and I have been trying to capture it, as my eye sees it, for ages now. I know this isn’t in perfect focus. Nothing about it is in focus, but I like the softness and true color of it.
Pretty in Purple
The hike was lovely and the surprise waterfalls were energetically running with cool mountain water. It’s this crazy little daisy that I cherish most. I might never take another picture of one. It’s simplicity is what draws me to it. I appreciate the simple things in life, whether it be a hike, a sunset, or a photo. The simple things are by far the most precious.