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Triad: white lines

There’s not much to add to this: I saw some white lines and made a photo.

Point Reyes National Seashore
photographed 4.16.2019

Artificial Horizon

Out here where I live, on the Texas High Plains, I can always see the horizon. (Unless the dust is blowing, but that’s a whole different story.) When I travel to places where the horizon is obscured by silly things like hills or trees, I start to get a little fidgety after a day or so. There’s something about that flat line, way out there, that calms me down.

Oceans are good, with their non-broken horizons.

But then, this silliness happened. I have neither explanations nor apologies. That railing was just right there, and I had a camera, and…

Point Reyes National Seashore
photographed 4.16.2019

Rules of the Day


I don’t fish, but I understand the posted rules.

But I can’t figure out the guitar.

San Clemente Pier
San Clemente, California
photographed 1.8.2015

Off Season


For the same kinds of reasons (which I don’t fully understand) that I prefer to look at the backs of buildings or at things that are falling apart, I was happy to visit the beach in the winter, when there weren’t many people about and the lifeguard stations were pushed together to keep each other company until spring.

Doheny State Beach
Dana Point, California
photographed 1.7.2015

A seaside holiday


I’ve lived most of my life on the Plains, and feel most comfortable when I can see a long horizon.

That’s probably why I’m drawn to the ocean…

near Trinidad, California
photographed 8.30.2012

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