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At the beach
Jul. 15th, 2008 07:15 amMy parents bought a trailer in a trailer park just north of Laguna Beach, Ca. in 1964. I was eight years old. Before that we would spend two weeks in a hotel near the beach at Shell Beach in La Jolla, Ca. On the drive home they stopped in to see some friends at El Morro Beach Trailer Park and bought one that was for sale.
I posted last year about going there right after the trailers had been pulled out as part of the conversion to a section of Crystal Cove State Park. I've gone to the beach there a couple of times this trip.
Southern California beaches aren't pretty in the same way as east coast shoreline like Cape Cod. They're where a dry scrubby desert meets the ocean. Usually they're very wide so that most of the sand never gets washed clean by the water. What is beguiling about them comes from sensual responses to specific sensory aspects, like in the picture above - the color of the afternoon sunlight reflected off the sand into areas where the light doesn't hit directly.
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I posted last year about going there right after the trailers had been pulled out as part of the conversion to a section of Crystal Cove State Park. I've gone to the beach there a couple of times this trip.
Southern California beaches aren't pretty in the same way as east coast shoreline like Cape Cod. They're where a dry scrubby desert meets the ocean. Usually they're very wide so that most of the sand never gets washed clean by the water. What is beguiling about them comes from sensual responses to specific sensory aspects, like in the picture above - the color of the afternoon sunlight reflected off the sand into areas where the light doesn't hit directly.
( more here )
