A Winter Day At My Favorite Beach

Laguna

"Every day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight,

that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light.

It was what I was born for - to look, to listen, to lose myself
inside this soft world -

to instruct myself over and over in joy, and acclamation.



Nor am I talking about the exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful, the very
extravagant-

but of the ordinary,

the common,

the very drab,

the daily presentations.

A group of children were having an art lesson.

Oh, good scholar,

I say to myself,

how can you help but grow wise with such

teachings as these-

the untrimmable light of the world,

the oceans shine

the prayers that are made out of grass?" -Mary Oliver

Hillside flowers light up the hillsides with color.

Photos taken March 10, 2011