I captured the final glimpse of the sunset with my son still out there surfing. Can life get any better? I think not. #grateful
And, one day
We shall look back and see
It was always those little moments
That mattered the most
(A little poem written by Athey Thompson)
The camera picked up exactly what the sky looked like last night at sundown, more expressionism than hyperrealism, in my opinion.
My favorite part is the bit of sparkle as the setting sun kissed the Pacific ocean.
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If you’re under the outdated and superstitious belief that Friday the 13th is an unlucky day, I’ve learned something new.
Before patriarchal times, Friday the 13th was considered the Day of the Goddess. It was considered a day to honor the divine feminine that lives in us all and to honor the cycles of creation and death and rebirth.
Friday the 13th was considered a very powerful day to manifest, honor creativity, and to celebrate beauty, wisdom, and nourishment of the soul.
Friday is Venus Day, named for Frigga, the goddess of love and tansformation. She rules the spiritual aspects of people as they manifest on the physical.
Venus is the epitome of feminine energy. Her energy joins us at the end of the week to honor the days gone by and to remind us that it is important to rest, relax, and play.
Not unlucky at all, this is a day to celebrate the power and energy of being female.
No mansplaining or misogyny allowed.
The setting sun around the lagoon was especially exquisite. It was dark by 5pm, oh my.
Does it look chilly? It was.
The forecasted 60% chance of rain dwindled to 20% and we didn’t even get a single drop, but the clouds were spectacular.
A couple of my favorite pics taken at one of my favorite locations, Sunset Hill Park, overlooking the marina and Puget Sound.
I haven’t been lucky enough to spot whales here — not yet — but we did see a couple eagles in a pine tree. They flew away before I could snap a photo.
It’s a bit hazy, no snow on the Olympic Mountains, yet continually mesmerizing and so sparkly.
Here in SoCal, these sort of tropical looking clouds enhance a magnificent sunset. After the time change a couple weeks ago, the sun now sets way too early at 5pm! I’ll never get used to it.
It’s been a real Santa Ana here and SO hot and dry, the kind of weather where if you hang up washing on a clothesline, everything is dry in less than half and hour.
That’s what today is like, and yes, I still prefer the old school way to hang laundry outside and be kissed by the sun.
When I completed that rewarding task, I looked up to a day moon between the leaves of my loquat tree:
Last night’s sunset was EPIC…
…followed by the moon and I think that’s either Jupiter or Venus to the right of the moon, but I’m not sure…
Walked the beach last night and the sunset was spectacular. No Green Flash though, and no whales or dolphins either, but it was the first warm evening with a hint of the summer to come.
The beach was crowded with happy people emanating positive thoughts and cheery greetings because it appears that we are collectively anticipating the rise out of darkness.
I had a fun chat with an adorable high school boy who had come out of the water after the sun went down. I told him how I used to pick up my son at the beach and he would be the only one still out in the water after dark. If you listen closely, I bet you could hear faint echoes of my voice yelling at him, “GET OUT OF THE WATER NOWWWW!” I sent the young man on his way with the admonishment to stay safe ‘cos moms worry.
Another day, another sunset. Mother Nature is magnificent.
Everyone was out this Thursday evening with their cameras pointed up, taking photos of the cloud-dotted sky with amazingly intense colors.
Last night.
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Moon on electrical power lines at Agua Hedionda Lagoon.
Enchanted Seashells by Princess Rosebud 