I'm on vacation in San Clemente where wondrous things pop out of the ocean when the tide is low, like rocks covered in patterns and tiny creatures.
Is there a face in this hunk of stone?
Definitely, a face on this one.
This isn't a tall cliff. Just a small rock shot from low vantage point.
I love the way my mind sees miniature worlds within the rocks of this tide pool area.
Tons of sea life spend most of the time submerged where we don't see them. But when the tide pulls out, they are exposed. What are their lives like?
old man egret waits,
shoulders hunched, watching for his
A couple finds a rocky perch as the tide begins to flow back in and the sun sinks into the sea.
I found wonder and peace roaming the beach. I also have read through more than half of my 80,000-word manuscript as I start editing and finding the right ending for the fairy tale I've been working on more than a year.
As you know, I've been sidetracked by some serious life issues, but this small vacation is lifting my spirits and hope to high levels. This is a working vacation of the best kind.
I'll still be absent a lot from the blog world. My best to all. (Sorry for the weird spacing. Blogger wonkiness)