I was at
Natural Bridges beach last weekend, just for a short, windy, and kind of cold after a while visit with all the visiting priestesses of the
Sisterhood of the Silver Branch. And from way way way across the beach these seaweed covered cliff rocks called to me. I was pulled to them without a word, holding only my camera as if in some kind of trance.
I had to take some pictures, even though I could not of course see the picture on the back of the digital camera in the very bright afternoon sun. I tried to not get to close up and to listen for the focusing sound of the lens going in and out. It seemed to work pretty well, as I got some fairly in-focus, clear photos, a bit glare-y, but that is what happens at 2pm at the beach.
Don't you love how mossy this looks? And how smooth and curvily sensuous the rocks are?
I don't know anything about seaweed, but I do know what I like to look at. If, and I'm just saying IF I were a seaweed monster I would want to be comprised of this stuff. I think it would be a real Cousin It effect. But smelly and wet of course.
This one gets rearranged every time a wave comes in and goes out. Those yellowy danglers move around quite a bit. Like party decorations moving in the wind.
I was at Natural Bridges beach last weekend, just for a short, windy, and kind of cold after a while visit with all the visiting priestesses of the Sisterhood of the Silver Branch. And from way way way across the beach these seaweed covered cliff rocks called to me. I was pulled to them without a word, holding only my camera as if in some kind of trance.
I had to take some pictures, even though I could not of course see the picture on the back of the digital camera in the very bright afternoon sun. I tried to not get to close up and to listen for the focusing sound of the lens going in and out. It seemed to work pretty well, as I got some fairly in-focus, clear photos, a bit glare-y, but that is what happens at 2pm at the beach.
Don't you love how mossy this looks? And how smooth and curvily sensuous the rocks are?
I don't know anything about seaweed, but I do know what I like to look at. If, and I'm just saying IF I were a seaweed monster I would want to be comprised of this stuff. I think it would be a real Cousin It effect. But smelly and wet of course.
This one gets rearranged every time a wave comes in and goes out. Those yellowy danglers move around quite a bit. Like party decorations moving in the wind.
The photos are stunning; I wish I could have been there because the weather conditions you described reminded me of when we lived in San Francisco when I was little. It could be so beautiful but sooooo cold and damp!
ReplyDeleteI also checked out the sisterhood page and that is quite interesting. Have you done it, yes? if so, what were/are your thoughts?
I will keep it in mind in the future. Right now I have this stinking real-world situation to heal.
My sea history is off the coast of Cape Cod..cold and rough 90% of the year. I used to sit in a little cove on a throne of rocks covered in this type of seaweed, neck deep in the water and pretend to be queen of the seas, with no tail.
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