Yellow / Kayak

Body Language

Clay play:
body parts.

Mendocino Paddling

Photo-Aloha!

"Be the wahine!"
Hold the boogie board in front of you while I take your photo, and -- presto -- you've evidence of a Hawaiian vacation!

Step right up!

"Secret Cove"

The entrances to the cove on an energetic day.  The southwest swell had mellowed and some rock formations shielded the approach.

Heading in.

Inside and looking back out.

Beached: the tide had dropped enough for a landing.  Often, I've arrived with no beach at all.

The current pulling outward with the receding wave.

The view of beach's end.  Substantial log there.

Looking upward from that beach: amphitheatre style, but no easy way upward.

Checking my own exit.

The arches again.

Heading out.

Beach Salad

Beach salad.

(See Sappho on "beach rubble" via Mary Barnard.)

Hollow-eyed,

Tight-lipped:

This fish . . . .

Garnish for gulls.

Someone else's tower.

Rock on.

Fisherman setting forth.

My clayfellow Aegir . . . .

Flow.

 Ducks-in-a-row.

Arch Rock: A Series

I just kept watching the flow of water. Other times, I've paddled through the arch, but the tide was too high and there was too much energy from the southwest swell to chance that this time. I'm a cautious paddler.