No idea where I took this, but those big bunches of pink flowers just took my heart! Summer at its finest!!
At the end of the Ventura pier, the platform widens out and in the center is an opening. You can look down into the waters below, and see the supports reaching up.
Years ago – maybe 25 – when I lived just a short way from the pier, in the middle of a fierce storm, a friend and I walked out to the end of the pier. The wind was wild, waves were high, we got soaked, we were stupid, we nearly flew off in the wind. The next day it turns out the pier had been severely damaged where we stood. Closed for weeks and weeks, the supports beneath were reinforced and rebuilt.
And now you see them.
Southward view from pier. No one almost, and that is the way I like it. Covid-19 and a weekday make for perfect beach conditions when combined with a fair wind and moderate temperatures.
I wonder if there is a life guard out there . . . on a plague beach.
While walking out on the Ventura Pier, I was rather surprised about how empty the beaches were in the middle of summer – until I remembered it was a weekday. Here, the beaches seldom get swamped like you see in some pictures, with people stumbling over each other, but usually there are more people at play. The coronavirus has reached the shores of the Pacific!
Here, looking up the coast as it curves around and heads toward the Rincon and Santa Barbara. There is a boardwalk and bike path that lead to the outlet of the Ventura River. Surfers usually gather at the point where the buildings end, but the tide was out and the sea quiet.
It was a bright day out on the Ventura Pier, soon after the heavy stay-at-home ban had been lifted. Lots of people out and about, enjoying the sun and a sense of freedom. These guys were really fascinated by my camera – a Yashica Mat D TLR – and were willing to pose when asked. Not a bad catch, so to speak!
Yashica Mat D, Kodak Portra 400.
Nothing like snooping in a neighbor’s yard for a photograph!
Olympus OM-4Ti, Ilford XP2 Super 400, 135mm Zuiko lens.
I had two vases of peonies a few weeks ago – here, the late afternoon light through the skylight lit them up.
Something about paths – I always want to paint or photograph them. It is like they have potential for a new adventure or entrance to a magical world.