Instead of writing a blog about my adventures with photography, I should write about my daily dreams and or nightmares. I honestly feel I would wake up more refreshed in the morning if I would stop having these crazy dreams. I wish I could go to bed at night and say "don't dream." However, I know that won't happen. Maybe if I stop eating so late at night or reading the spy and murder mystery novels....... anyways, on to my photography.
I have become so obsessed with photography and seeing photographic events that can be framed and hung on the wall. When I am with friends I usually end up having to try to find them or vice-versa because I have wandered off. If I were in a department store the announcement would come over the loud speaker that would be something like: "Joy, your friends are looking for you. You can find them at the customer service desk."
On this particular day I was with two of my very good friends. We had been walking along the wharf at Santa Cruz, California. They were looking at the food and I was looking at the ocean. I am surprised that I don't kill myself sometimes because I have wandered and gotten hit by a car or fallen in to the ocean. However, I must have a sense of radar and seem to miss having these things happen. Either that, or the people driving the cars are being observant.
My friends stopped at a fish counter and started looking at fish for dinner. I told them I would be in the area as I try to get some photos. I figured that they would have a good idea of what I would like to eat since we had known each other for way too many years for me to mention here.
The sky was so blue and the ocean so beautiful. I was able to walk over to one side of the pier and take the photo I have above. I had watched the sail boat as it drifted along and waited until I could see it in front of the boardwalk. In the background are all the fun rides that I no longer will go on but used to love as a child. After I took a number of photos I walked over to the other side of the pier and took some more of the boats in the water. What a great day for me to be here! It is not always this beautiful and I live hours away from the ocean.
It was quite windy that day, I do recollect that. Since that is not showing up in my photos I am not sure why I can recall the wind. I don't even remember what my friends bought for dinner. I am sure I ate it. What I do remember is the day spent on the wharf and I can thank my photographs and wonderful friends for that fond memory.