Weekend in L.A.

Posted by Dianne on September 15, 2015 in daily days,

Family and I visited our cousins for Labor Day! Like all LA visits with my dad's side of the family, we ate as soon as we got there and ate frequently after. (My oldest sister didn't come with us this time because of that--complaining about gaining pounds every time she goes over there.)

Dad took us to the beach and I coated my feet in sand.

Dockweiler State Beach was sunny. We had considered Santa Monica but then we talked about the sharks from the news lmao. (In all seriousness, sharks are harmless. The ocean is where they live, they're only existing in their environment) 

{A portrait of myself.}

I didn't go in the water (thanks period!), but I searched for some sea glass. I also searched for selfies, as I've been trying to figure out how to adjust to these glasses without activating the Magical Glare. I miss being able to actually see my eyes in my selfies.

Armed with a can of Coke and a distaste for carbonated drinks, I took in the sights. Blinded by said brightness of the sights, I turned around and scribbled down a back-to-school list. I also journaled in my Explore book, a green journal I acquired in Seattle years ago.

My Explore journal has one rule: write only in places that aren't my room. It's a loose guideline, as "room" is subjective depending on where I am, but it's generally a journal reserved for recording thoughts-of-the-moment, one page per day. I don't write as often as I should in it, but when I do, I usually evaluate my life compared to my life one or two pages ago. It's strange how inconsequential our worries are long after we surpass them.

{Come sunset, I realized that colors are as rich as we make them. }

I took a black & white picture with the intention of seeing through a beach monochrome. My sister was very adamant about having that pool of sea water in the photo. She claimed it could capture the sky so wonderfully at the right angle--perhaps she found a portal to another world, but was too afraid to step in.

{A sun we love so much}

Living in this color of the moment, we took pictures of everything--of the planes lifting from the airport nearby, of the ash grey color of the waves, of the mounds in the sand resembling the Sahara desert.

{Everyone should watch the sun set at least once.

There's something beautiful about it curving the horizon. 

Like it doesn't want to leave, like a stubborn child that grabs 

the nearest object. That's the sun with the sky in this case.}

Sunset found us in the twinkle of the horizon. Boats passed the sun, voyagers against solar flares. The sun sends its rays out until it can no more, and has done so everyday. But at long last, it settles under the waves, to set for a different location while Earth turns. It leaves us, as everything does, in order to give us a chance to rest.

There's something so human about the sun--even the star of our solar system wants us to dream.


Love,

Dianne