July 24, 2015

Crumbling Cliffs
Crumbling Cliffs

The desert really does meet the ocean.  It couldn’t be much drier and scrubbier!  You can’t really tell what the scale is here, with no animals in sight, no ground squirrels or lizards or shore birds.  Yet the shadows and the ravines give it interest, and the sunlight turns some of the edges golden orange.

The vegetation, sparse as it is, hangs on and burrows into the soil, nearly matching it in a color that is  simultaneously rich and bleached out.  It is not a landscape that appeals to me much in itself, but it stands in stark contrast to the richness of the water, the vast, life-giving, always-moving energy of the sparkling or glassy or moody or lively water!

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