Every morning we get deer who hop over the fence to munch on the clover.
I felt really awful this morning so indulged in some treats from my favorite coffee shop and took them to West Cliff drive. I parked my car and walked to the light house, admiring the deep green hue of the ocean under the partly cloudy sky. That is an epic spot for surfing and I saw some beautiful waves form in a surprisingly uncrowded ocean. Sometimes there are dozens of surfers in the waves but this morning there were only a handful plus birds and a sea lion. Surfing is something I’ve always wanted to learn… but that just hasn’t come to fruition yet. Soon, I hope…
The fog. The wet trees dripping water down the backs of our shirts as we walk.
The library. Print this. ..then this… read by next week.
The preschool. The bustling, loud, sweet children. The director. My schedule. Encouragement.
The grocery store.
The Christmas lights at the houses of the rich.
Phoebe is really excited about keeping a journal of her observations while adventuring. Here she draws a depiction of the sycamore leaf, a tree native to California. Yesterday she asked to bring materials to draw the koi in the pond, too. It’s great. Art is about refining your ability to see deeply into things. When a child (or an adult for that matter) is asked to draw what they see in their own way, they notice small, beautiful details previously missed. This is how I feel when I practice macro photography of wildflowers; the camera enables me to exalt the tiniest of features.
While exploring UCSC today, I finally found my way to the McHenry library. The campus is a labyrinth of walking paths and roads through the redwood forest. I took wrong turns several times before reaching my coveted destination. There are very few students around because the quarter doesn’t start until October 2nd so the colleges and buildings have a slightly creepy, desolate feel even if they’re beautifully built. The forest itself has a very peaceful, serene feel and I have encountered deer quite often. The photo above is from last week in one of the dry meadows but in the courtyard of the library today, seven deer gathered, munching on the lawn. One was rising on to its hind legs to nibble branches off young trees. People walked along the paths between them and they hardly paused to notice.