Wednesday, July 21, 2010

sailing is still romantic

Gold Lake
We went sailing.
The boat was a 25 year old canoe trimaran:
Amigo Bob Cantisano at the helm.
The sound of sailing - wind and water
gentle creaks and ropes against wood.
On the way home we stopped at a spring to fill up water bottles.
I picked a wild azalea.

the day was good


  1. nice work my dear friend,

    inspiration comes of being

    next to you I feel alive

    your grace my resting place

  2. what a sweet sweet wonderland you're in! you must be experiencing love at first sight everywhere you turn! lucky you Pear! ; )

  3. lordy me! what a sight!! i love your photography parisy.. those colors! xxr

  4. Feel like I was there with you - such beauty and presence. Thank you!