I was taking another look at our pix from last year a few daze ago (12/31/11), and thought you might enjoy this one as I did.
8937 Last Rays
The last rays of the last day of 2011 were beautiful for us. Reflective of the year, but also of childhood. Standing on a wide, flat beach as the foam slid sizzling toward our feet and we turned squealing to run away. I see that surge of foam in the fog line angling down from the right, about to wash over Oxnard. Anacapa Island beneath the sun seems much smaller than our many memories of flying over and around it. sigh…
Life unfolds in mystery, and slowly we learn, only to forget again as the years wash ashore.
John & Anne Wiley 
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