This is a magical walkway leading to a hidden land where the sun rests each night. Or, its a boardwalk over the Mangroves in Palmetto. We report, you decide.
All the pictures I've published this week are landscapes with water and clouds. Perhaps that has me in a mood to concoct fantasies about the scenery. Fantasies are natural for children, why not us?
I think it's cool how the leading line points to the sun. I got this photo from my 2015 archives. Maybe it was my lack of imagination that kept it hidden for so long. Or, perhaps it was meant to be buried forever, protecting the secrets of Neverland from humanity.
This is a section of Wreck Beach near the University of British Columbia. It's secluded which accounts for it being a favorite among nudist. I visited it fully clothed in winter.
I like this in a geeky kind of way because both the foreground and background elements appear in focus. It's also very different than the beaches back home in Florida. Sometimes I post photos just for the scenery and memory, and I suppose this is one of those.
Thank goodness for old photos, I would forget so much without them. There is so much going on in the present, that the past gets crowded out. Not that I want to live in the past, but pictures pull together things I've done and places I've been which helps provide the backstory to where I am today.
The saying goes "Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning". And as it turns out, it's mostly right.
Having said that, because Florida is a big peninsula, the weather can be unpredictable, especially in the warmer months. Tropical storms boil up from either direction in little time and dissipate just as fast. But for the most part, the old sayings are still relevant.
This photo points out over the Gulf of Mexico, so if I launched a sailboat directly west, I'd end up near Corpus Christi. But even though the skies say it's okay, it's not something I'm likely to do. I'm no sailor, and I prefer to stay away from the open seas in a small boat. I'm a cruise ship kind of person and a rough day of sailing means having to wait in line at the seafood buffet.