Idyllic afternoon in Mendocino, CA

A boy and his dad, out fishing.

Dances with waves

One early morning by the Pacific ocean, I decided to try my hand at photographing waves. For some reason, as I danced around the surf with my camera (trying to stay relatively dry!), I realized that it was easier for me to compose shots with the waves coming in right to left. The left-to-right shots were quite terrible, not that these are very much better. I learnt that it was pretty hard to shoot waves...pointers and advice are welcome! 

The other thought I had while taking pictures and generally prancing about was that each wave was quite unique, each one left its own imprint on the sand. Sometimes the imprint was the back of a large dinosaur, sometimes a dinner plate. Often it would remind me of the banks of a river, or perhaps a riverbed. Or a tasty pudding. Or clouds. A frothy bedspread, the train of a long, lushly lacy wedding-dress. Or simply flecks of foamy whiteness on sand - like looking down at clouds set against the earth. It was fun, it reminded me of the cloud game we used to play as kids - lying on the grass, looking up at the clouds guessing what each one looked like. We should play the wave game too...I think people would be happier if they spent some time playing it maybe once every month, early on Saturday morning out by ocean.