Last Friday, I went to catch my waves, and was surprised, by this sight. The sailor is a New Zeleander, who had the fortune / misfortune,to beach on scenic, Playa Avellanas. Also, his sloop is in a river mouth, sitting in sand, perched between two reefs. I have been walking down and following the process of those working, to solve his dilemma. He never seems stressed, and he’s never shown one sign of anger. He is diligent in the recovery.
I know we’re all rooting for him.
And help will come.
We never know. Sometimes, the most disastrous events in our lives, turn out to be our blessings.
This is my pic of the day – photoshopped.
I made numerous alterations to achieve this image.
The waves were nice and once again – I had no ride to the beach, but no worries. I took my fins and Olympus and swam out in the break to get photos. It was my first day out with fins. I got slammed. But it was so much fun.
Sun-yes Surf-yes Serenity-yes!
Why mess it up with words?
These rocks never let me down.
Playa Avellanas is my Costa Rica, home break.
Once I found this beach, I’ve never wanted to leave it.
Sometimes, because of crowds, or when life gets hard, I think of escaping to Mexico. Me-hee-co is the speedball of adventure. And one day I might get there again. But, until that happens, daydreams are cost effective.
Fernandina Beach, the town that I’m from, and where I learned to surf, has a dumping beach break. When I got down here at the age of forty, and discovered point breaks and reefs, I was a changed surfer.
The rocks make the wave more predictable.
I rely on my friends. I don’t need surprises.
I WAS BORN ABSTRACT
in shades of grey
no sunshine – nor joy – no days to play
I was smothered by concrete
borders-boundries and rules
UNTIL ONE DAY
I was given the tools.
Colors sprang forth
Trees grew and bent
I laughed and I cried
I travelled and went.
To the land of the abstract
where I belong
filled with the spirit
singing my song.
Where the lilies bloom
No toil ~ No gloom
Follow your bliss, Miss
I WAS BORN ABSTRACT
* This painting is part of a mural, on my water tank, in Playa Avellanas, Costa Rica. It is the Rabbit Hole. I dream of having a special kind of surf camp there.
Note to self – Don’t sweat the small stuff. It’s all small stuff.
This picture was taken about 1996, under the tree in front of Lola’s, (Playa Avellanas, Costa Rica) when Lola’s was still called Freddie’s. I didn’t know at that time, that I was going to sell my home, in Fernandina Bch, Florida, and leave the United States.
It’s been a good journey, so far. i just wanted to remind myself to keep it simple, one day at a time and everything’s gonna be alright!