John & Anne Wiley

2013/03/09

Flying Colors

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,Nature,People,Random,Relationships,SB Region — John @ 06:56

We flew over the fireworks at SB Harbor a few years ago and as you’ve guessed it was spectacular. Well today was even more so in some ways, because the show was silent and all-natural.

4911 Color Uptake

4911 Color Uptake

Again we were flying near the Harbor, but this time it looked as if color were being drawn out of the ocean up into the clouds. It was a post card for offshore oil platforms. Then in the hills over Carp I noticed a gray fuzz of rain. Realizing it was in full sun due to a hole in the clouds I turned toward the mountains to recreate the angle between us, rain and sun in the offshore rainbow. Well!

4926 Colorful Division

4926 Colorful Division

The lines between North and South, earth and sky, gray and color, mundane and ecstatic were all divided by this most brilliant rainbow I can ever recall. Maybe because we were fairly close, our sun angle was improved by being up in the air. Maybe just that our hearts sang with the joy of it. Whatever the causes, I’m glad to have these pix (plus others on Edhat and Photo Page) to share with you. What a beautiful world we wander, eh?

The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces
Of people passing by…

–Bob Thiele

2013/03/02

All The Pretty Horses

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,Nature,Relationships,SB Region — John @ 17:05

This wooded point is El Capitan, and it’s great place to stroll or to watch the surfers that often congregate offshore waiting for waves.

4724 El Cap Point

4724 El Cap Point

The title of this post is from a lullaby I used to sing my daughter. Just to the northeast of the point is a horse ranch where we saw this cart herding horses.

4727 Cart & Horses

4727 Cart & Horses

I like their spiffy green collars, and wonder what was going on. The cart stopped when they reached this corner, and they seemed content to stand this distance from it. Maybe they were getting used to the cart or driver, but a smaller group in the adjoining stall seemed quite interested in the activity.

4728 Equine Inquiry

4728 Equine Inquiry

These neighbors looked interested, and some poked their heads through the rails for a better look. But I notice that they seemed to stay even a little further away. I guess they know the ranch hand is associated with food, they can’t see any food in the vehicle, and they’re watching in case some treat should appear.

It got me remembering wonderful horseback rides in my life, and contemplating a time not much more than a century ago when horses provided our main transportation. Now people in cars whizzing past pay little attention to the horses, and none of them notice the 180 horses of our little carriage named Tripp passing quietly above.

2013/02/28

Green & Blue

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,Nature,People,Random,SB Region — John @ 01:37

Green is an earth color, and a shade like this nurtures the eye.

4713 Nourishing Green

4713 Nourishing Green

It’s also nourishing those happy cattle down there. It’s also quenched by that sparkling blue sea, with a dash of warm sand. This expanse is so close to town, yet worlds away in a distant simpler era.

4711~14 Color & Shape

4711~14 Color & Shape

The shapes eating down into the green from the beach are painterly to me, so maybe some day when I’m too old for flying I’ll attack this memory with a brush. This next one, not so much. It’s about people and our collection of Things, huddled in service of a humble quest for another $ort of green.

4715 Tidy Tools

4715 Tidy Tools

2013/02/26

New Views

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,Nature,People,Random,SB Region — John @ 09:25

“My eyes more and more, like a sea without shore, continue expanding, the heavens commanding.” Blake

Every time we fly I see new things, and familiar things look new. Like how the control tower at SBA that I’ve flown past many hundreds of times, looks against the sinews of our furry green hills.

4692 Tower Anew

4692 Tower Anew

We took a tour and met some of the controllers so now Anne sometimes waves as we pass, though I doubt they ever notice. They’re a great bunch of people, and we very much appreciate the many ways they and their colleagues across the country have contributed to our enjoyment and safety in flight. Thank you!

Out past the Bacara hotel I noticed for the first time some features along the coast we’ve flown so many times. Like this beautiful grove sandwiched between freeway and beach. We need to walk there!

4698 New Grove

4698 New Grove

How did I never notice the cool shapes made by this bike track being traversed by two surfers returning from the beach?

4709 New Shape

4709 New Shape

Extra-terrestrial visitors might hover over that shape trying to decode the meaning. To me it is a pattern in the sands of time, left by humans enjoying motion to be enjoyed by me moving across the horizon.

2013/02/22

I ♥ 2 Fly!

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,Nature,People,Random,SB Region — John @ 21:48

One Minute Or Less: The time it takes for me to be in Bliss after takeoff.

I’m that guy. The one in a commercial airliner with his face mashed against that foggy little window for the entire flight. The one walking down the street who looks up at the sound of a passing plane. The one who built model airplanes as a child. The one who looks at this pic from yesterday’s brief flight and takes a deep breath.

4677 Deep Breath

4677 Deep Breath

No matter that there was a light haze in the air. While it made this less a postcard photo, the Heiligenschein was accentuated and a certain softness of the light added to my bliss.

I also enjoyed looking at the surfers who themselves were enjoying the surf around Coal Oil Point in this same light.

4682 Surfing the Point

4682 Surfing the Point

Though far away, this crop and zoom came out well enough that someone might recognize the surfboard. From my days as an avid body surfer, the right hand stroking the wave shoulder is really dreamy.

4681 Touching Bliss

4681 Touching Bliss

Sometimes I can “feel” the gentle waves of air around Tripp, and it’s like surfing. Or watching a hawk effortlessly ride the sky.

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