A day trip to Newport Beach Pier led me to musings of my childhood when I spent day upon hot day there, floating endlessly on a yellow and blue float to the dance of the incoming waves. Shoulders burned, I'd sleep that drifting rocking sleep of contentment that night, still floating after so many hours at sea. That salty smell sticking with you. The perfect perfume of suntan lotion on your skin.
Back then, it took about 30 minutes to drive from Riverside with Mom at the wheel of the station wagon, or later, my sister, in a little Datsun with Boston's first album blaring on an 8-track. Those songs still put me right there. Hot, sandy, tan and young.
This day, I watched my daughter draw and take notes for a college architecture project. Her blonde hair swaying slightly at the touch of a breeze. The fishermen still edging the pier. The smell of the salt water and the wet sand. People biking and skating. Coffee on the boardwalk. So many things the same, except me, and yet, after all these years, I was. My heart still feels happier here. I spent so many days on these sands and at Balboa. I miss that girl and her open horizons. Yet- I see them accomplished in my children. I feel them fulfilled.
The wood planks of the pier still feel right and the surfers still look the same. California has gotten so crowded, like a huge centipede inching along the freeways. Hurrying to go everywhere- and no where at all. It was nice just to hear the gulls and see the waves again. Lunch at South Coast Plaza and shopping finished the day.
Joshua Tree Music Festival October 2013
Spent 3 days amid happy crazy campers and music lovers at the Joshua Tree Music Festival this last weekend. Lights and hula hoops, kilts and tails. Crazy hats and families of all shapes and sizes, genders and beliefs. Straight, gay, religious, non conforming, "hippie" and conservative. It didn't matter. Good times, good food, art, crafts, music and the desert. That's what it was about. I saw some awesome party buses and wild headgear. Maybe a bit more skin in some cases than I expected ( or needed to see!) but in others, I think if I had that body, I would have worn it! LOL. The camping area reminded me of the airbase in ID4 (movie) with Will Smith. Campers, RVs, tents of all shapes and sizes. Flags and tie dye galore. Very interesting viewing for morning strolls.
Was inspired enough to find this awesome cotton tapestry to hang out for the rallies. Everyone had colorful tapestries like this, many with statements of course. I would also like a "wall" to kind of block in our camping area- I still have a problem with "late night revelers" stumbling directly through my camp.
Still- we are heading in again next May. It was just too much fun on the ears, the eyes and the heart.