The bluffs have small slow slides, trickles of sand coming down, and then larger slides too. The large collapses are complete with trees that come down. The edge of the bluff in this part is full of partial kite shapes.
My daughter and I hiked North Beach yesterday, for my birthday. I am off for two days of vacation. I was trying to identify this bird and didn’t figure it out until I was home. A harlequin duck. What a beauty! But having time with my daughter is the best gift.
Norm’s photographs today are of 11th century doors, well, I am so jealous. My local door pictures are feeling unsatisfying. I like this door to the ferry though, more of a virtual door, with the ramp up and waiting. I went out this morning and with the cloud cover everything was shades of blues and silvers and greys, except for the wind sock.
I like all the cormorants on the pilings too, waiting to warm up.
I am going to use the meaning of the color jet: jet black. The color is from jet, lignite used in jewelry. Lignite is a precurser to coal. I have a necklace of jet beads from my great aunt.
This coot is jet black in the sun and against the water. Coots look self-contained to me, shyer than the ducks. They look down in the water and make noises to them selves, not like the insistent mallards. They move a little bit robotically. The neurological wiring seems more primitive than the ducks.