A long day’s drive took me from St George, Utah to temperate Carlsbad in southern California, avoiding the glitz of Las Vegas and Nevada road stops with their flashing signs, through desolate desert landscapes with occasional sculpted rock outcroppings. Carlsbad has a comfortable and attractive suburban feel with twisting roads over gentle hills, rounding ponds and inlets, and fronting the magnificent Pacific Ocean. I was there to visit a friend, walk the beaches, and enjoy the warm weather, having escaped the deep freeze of the Colorado mountains in late February and early March for a few weeks. I did some other sightseeing in the San Diego area, but beach walking was my main objective and pastime.
The temperatures were in the 60s F, pleasantly warm for me, a little cooler at night, but described as chilly by the residents. Moonlight Beach in Encinitas was a recommended place to wander. I walked and walked, breathing in the warmth and sinking into the soft sand. There’s something calming yet invigorating about watching the waves line up and break into foam, washing over the sand in overlapping layers, then sliding out to sea again, smoothing the wet brown sand as it recedes. Everyday life seems to disappear in the immensity of the ocean, knowing that it continues on halfway across the world, and lulled by its rhythmic motion that never stops. The sound of the sea, the smell of the salt air, the calls of the sea gulls and smaller hopping birds, their wings coasting along the wind drifts, a caressing breeze rustling my hair, picking up smooth stones and broken shell pieces to examine and toss back, tucking a few in my pocket.
Beach people, Carlsbad Beach
Patterns in the sand are caused by the motion of the tides and the wind.
Lunch stops for fish tacos along the route that follows the shore uncovered a few interesting sights.
My friends went about their busy days and we met for dinner at night. The husband, our chef, spent hours in the kitchen plying his magic. In the evenings, we watched in horror as Russian troops invaded the independent nation of Ukraine. Although I seldom comment on current events in this blog, I’m taking a moment to express my heartfelt sadness and concern for the good people of Ukraine at this unconscionable invasion of their peaceful land, as they courageously try to defend their country or escape to an uncertain life beyond its borders.
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