on the way home from carpinteria yesterday i stopped along a little 2-lane highway to do a quick sketch of the hills.
i’m getting used to the tiny mixing area of my new purse palette.
where did september go? i think this gull is looking for it.
the air is finally beginning to cool.
i had the urge to draw a ship in a bottle. the masts are a bit unsteady in the rough winds, but so far my vessel has not sunk.
how are you? bright-eyed and bushy tailed i trust.
Jessi W. says
I know I’m late responding to this but I just had to. WOW is all I can say to the photos. I feel I am right there on the beach! The little sliver of a moon is my favorite – brings back memories. Also found your sketchbook pages on the Black Dahlia most interesting. You just might solve this cold case! Love the cherries!
Ohhhh, that mystery is still unsolved! There was a guy on TV not long ago whose father was a doctor…he suspected him of murdering The Black Dahlia. Interesting.
Is there any part of the Calif. coast that isn’t pure heaven? All gorgeous.
Violet Cadburry says
Ohhh, real life murder mysteries! I am intrigued! Perhaps y’all will be the Cold Case Consortium of Carpenteria. Let me know who did it;)
Susie LaFond says
Your photos are Ahhhhhmazing!!!!! Mary Ann. I can almost feel that sea breeze and those ocean views are specatcular and then some. I could look at these over and over again and never tire of that view!!!!!
sharon chapman says
Your wonderful photo’s make me feel like I was along for the ride!
Beautiful post! Love seeing your experience!
Wendy @ the Late Start Studio says
I have about 100 metres to walk to get to the beach and with nothing much to the west on this latitude, that’s a good thing however this morning, the conditions were similar to those you’re experiencing . . . bliss
Right. On. The. Beach.
And all so lovely.
I saw that moon here. Isn’t it great when we know we share a view with others?
Ohhhhh,that moon……..great photo!
Missy from the bayou
cherry tree as family tree, still makes me smile…xox
Melinda Sohval says
The towns you visit always sound like romantic villages in Italy. Did you happen upon George and Amal in any of your travels?