toward the end of my holiday visit in southern california, i was having a grouchy day, so my dear friend, deirdre, whisked me away to the beach for a breath of fresh air.
ahh. a little direct sunlight on my fair, porcelain skin. i think my eyebrows were beginning to melt.
nopales and blue sky: my homeland.
add some macrame and i'm back in the 70's.
i must have a hundred photos of deirdre taking photos.
the unrestored part of crystal cove.
i fell in love with sea glass!
i have a thing for rocks and shells. i collected them when i was a kid and i still find it difficult to resist their pull.
you can click on photos to enlarge them. sand up close is amazing. go ahead. try it.
a tree on a hill
lucy and ethel. the woman who took our picture asked if we were sisters. she thought we had the same smile. deirdre and i are old friends, but i don't think that the red headed irish lass and the bald headed latina really look alike. maybe it was the glasses. (note to self: don't pose like that. it looks as if deirdre has a hand growing out of her shoulder.)