A couple of images from a recent, very brief stop in Laguna Beach. These were long exposure images made at night, hence the milky white appearance of the breaking waves. In the first image, the waves look almost like clouds. It feels to me like a scene from a dream. The second photograph also feels slightly surreal… more like a Rothko painting than a photographic image.
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Main Beach – Corona del Mar
The beach at Santa Cruz. A skimboarder braves the cold Pacific. It was chilly that afternoon – everyone on the beach wore jackets against the onshore breeze – so this is a truly hardy soul.
Early summer in Santa Cruz. Sandwiches and s’mores on the beach with family and friends. A chilly breeze off the ocean. And a kite.
We’re fighting a war most of us don’t understand in which more than 4,000 mostly young American men and women have died and countless more young Iraqis. We live in fear of terrorists, our economy at times seems precariously on the edge of collapse, we sue each other over the smallest perceived slights.
It’s good sometimes to go to the beach and watch a little boy fly a kite.
