When I lived near the beach (many moons ago), I missed the mountains. Now that I live near the mountains, I miss the beach. One of my life principles is that I do not turn down opportunities to go to the beach. This particular opportunity was a special occasion for a dear friend and I. We delivered a car to our friend who is waiting for lungs (Have you signed up to donate your organs yet? Souls go to heaven; organs don’t.) This isn’t the car we delivered, in case you were wondering.
The next day we went out for coffee, and there was a cat that I made friends with. I might have a bit of a cat disorder, but I’ll have you know that I can quit any time.
Then we went kayaking on the bay in the estuary, which means a place where there is both fresh water and salt water coming in and going out with the tide. Morro Bay is a very special estuary, but I can’t remember exactly why.
This our guide Mandy. She looked as if she was doing nothing while paddling, but no one could keep up with her. She knew a ton about the wildlife, and was so helpful in teaching us how to paddle. She’s never had a student tip a kayak, although I may have threatened to ruin that record at one precarious point.One of our viewsThose are white pelicans, big birds, not often spotted. It is the brown pelicans that we are accustomed to seeing.This is an oyster farm. They are in bags under the water, and take about a year to be ready. Yuck.We hoofed it up the dunes on the sand spit, which is the narrow arm of land that forms the bay. Maybe we hot-footed it – I kept my shoes on because Mandy warned us that the sand was very hot.Then I ran down to the water. I love the beach.It isn’t often that I see Morro Rock from the south side.Unexpected vegetation out there on the dunes due to some fresh water springs. The gray shrub closer up front is actually a variety of lupine. Who knew?Weird man-made rock towers are all over the back side of Morro Rock.Really weird – why have people done this??I love sitting on the big rocks on the back side of the rock and watching the big waves make spray. Easily amused. Been doing this for years, and I never get tired of it.
I’m not sure anyone would want my old, worn-out parts, but I’ve been an organ donor for years. They can have whatever they can use–I won’t be needing any of it in my new heavenly home!
Sharon, amen, thank you, and amen. I have known for years that the purpose of trail ducks or “cairns” is to guide you through an area where a trail isn’t visible. The new phenomenon of stacking rocks has puzzled and surprised me, and the article was informative. Like anything that happens in public, a little is interesting, the copycats turn it into a problem, and then the finger-waggers take over.
There is a plethora (one of my favorite words) of these cairns along the waterfront in Monterey Bay, too. I think it’s a “zen” thing, much like crocheting (or knitting, quilting, painting)!
I think the people who made the little rock sculptures were creating art, in a way. It’s a little messy but kind of cool looking.
Good plug for organ donation. I had a bone marrow transplant April 5, 2005, and know what it means to have a person be generous enough to donate parts of their own body so someone else can live. I hope your friend gets her new lungs soon.
Marjie, you are right about people making art. We were created to create, and whatever method is available helps to satisfy that urge.
Thank you for your good wishes for my friend to receive lungs – she’s been on the list for about 3 years now.
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I’m not sure anyone would want my old, worn-out parts, but I’ve been an organ donor for years. They can have whatever they can use–I won’t be needing any of it in my new heavenly home!
Why do people stack rocks? Because they can? Just think of them as expanded trail cairns. Which, by the way, are not trail ducks/ducts. https://trailandsummit.com/what-do-stacked-rocks-on-a-trail-mean. I bet you learned something today!)
And I love the beach, too. It’s very calming to sit on the shore and just watch (and listen to) the waves rolling in and out.
Sharon, amen, thank you, and amen. I have known for years that the purpose of trail ducks or “cairns” is to guide you through an area where a trail isn’t visible. The new phenomenon of stacking rocks has puzzled and surprised me, and the article was informative. Like anything that happens in public, a little is interesting, the copycats turn it into a problem, and then the finger-waggers take over.
There is a plethora (one of my favorite words) of these cairns along the waterfront in Monterey Bay, too. I think it’s a “zen” thing, much like crocheting (or knitting, quilting, painting)!
I think the people who made the little rock sculptures were creating art, in a way. It’s a little messy but kind of cool looking.
Good plug for organ donation. I had a bone marrow transplant April 5, 2005, and know what it means to have a person be generous enough to donate parts of their own body so someone else can live. I hope your friend gets her new lungs soon.
Marjie, you are right about people making art. We were created to create, and whatever method is available helps to satisfy that urge.
Thank you for your good wishes for my friend to receive lungs – she’s been on the list for about 3 years now.
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