Back in 1980, my boyfriend took me to San Diego on what was to be the first of many trips we took together. On that trip he insisted we visit a particular beach, Black’s Beach. Unbeknownst to me, it was a nude beach. By the time we descended the treacherous trail to get there, I was extremely unnerved. But, then, looking around, I wasn’t quite sure what to do! So I sat on the sand and stared straight ahead. Those of you who know me know that I’m fairly prudish when it comes to nudity. Blame it on my strict British/German upbringing. I’m not sure what Greg expected, but I’m pretty sure it didn’t happen. We didn’t stay long.
So I was wandering around a few days ago, and found myself at Torrey Pines State Beach. It seemed familiar to me. There was a steady stream of traffic hiking up and down the trail. Then I looked down at the beach and remembered. I’m quite a bit more adventurous now than I was then, although I still preserve my modesty. (Some of my children haven’t even seen me in a bathing suit!) So I decided to join the folks making their way down the bluffs. It wasn’t nearly as scary as the first time. In fact, I think the path has been improved in the years since, or maybe it has been beaten flat and wide from all the people travelling on it. Anyway, there were very few souls on the beach sans clothing. Most people were there for the novelty. And, once again, I faced seaward. And what a spectacular sunset I was blessed to witness. In fact, there were so many folks all along the trail taking it in that I’m sure that is why some were there.
Aside from that, I have been in the doldrums. Life is like that. The mountain tops are wonderful, as long as you remember there are bound to be valleys ahead. I try very hard not to beat myself up when all I can do is lay on my bed and read, even when the sun is shining and the day is warm. I am in San Diego, for goodness sake!! I just tell myself to embrace the valley, tomorrow is another day.
I did go to church on Sunday, something that I haven’t done much of since I was ejected from the congregation I had spent sixteen years of my life with. No regrets, it was all for a reason. But I thought I would go just to see what it was like. I went to North Coast Calvary Chapel. It was great. I was welcomed, met the pastor, chatted about being a church reject, and I did enjoy the message. But I think that part of my life may be gone. However, if you are in the area and are a church goer, I would definitely recommend North Coast Calvary Chapel. The pastor’s sons are part of the band “Switchfoot“. If anyone watched “A Walk To Remember”, you will be familiar with some of their music.
Ants, I have ants in my motorhome! What to do? I picked up some ant traps. I’m so sorry to those folks I know who wouldn’t kill an ant. I can’t have an ant infestation….I just can’t. I’m hoping they will be gone by the 30th of this month because……………..my daughter, Bethany, is coming to visit me from Grand Forks, B.C. I am so happy! We will have a whole week together! If that doesn’t pull me out of the doldrums, nothing will. But I will definitely be out of them by then. My new macro lens is coming tomorrow! Now I just have to learn how to use it.
Nerah is so much at home here that she sometimes doesn’t come home at night! That is another reason I’m sometimes lazy during the day. I’m up at night waiting for her to come back the way I used to wait for my children to come home. She is very naughty! She seems to have made friends with a Siamese cross cat. He/she is very pretty. I haven’t managed to get a picture yet because the cat runs when I show my face. Soon……