The Wind

Son Nolan Flying a Kite April 2013

As the soft breeze gives life to the trees.

As a forced gust gives flight to a wounded wing.

Guiding the kite while bringing joy to a child.

As Mother Nature expresses her powers, creating illusions of art forms in the sky.

Delicately placing seeds of wildflowers in a lonely meadow.

Giving Northerly attention to our Nations stars and stripes.

Composing music, freeing the windsurfer to dance across the waters.

Carrying soft whispers...

Nolan and his buddy relaxing while kite flying April 2013

I

Love

You

Clinton.

 

Written in 1997 for my then boyfriend, now husband Clinton. Clinton was an avid windsurfer when we first met. He helped me discover my true passion and love for adventure.

Walk a Mile In My Shoes

Walk a mile in my shoes.

See what I see.

Hear what I hear. Feel what I feel.

THEN, MAYBE you'll

understand why I do what I do.

Till then, don't judge me.

 

Yosemite - below Vernal Falls 2011

Pillsbury Lake 2012 - owner identified*

Pismo Beach 2010

Stinson Beach - Parking Lot 2013

 I don't know what it is about random shoe sightings that I have encountered during my adventures. I find them to be curious, mysterious and forlorn. I can't help but to wonder who the person was wearing the shoe, where the shoe had traveled, how the shoe got left behind, and what became of the other mate? The shoes above where found and photographed in there original locations. They were perhaps forgotten, swept away by the surf, washed away in the tumbling rapids, lost and abandoned and never to be worn again. I can only hope that these expired shoes that once lived an adventurous life with their mates can somehow find peace and solitude as single shoe.

*Duct tape fip-flops at Lake Pillsbury were still being worn by their owner at the time the photo was taken, current status of flip-flops is unknown.