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The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past. - William Shakespeare
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
The setting sun
Last Thanksgiving, BP and I joined Mom and Dad at Bodega Bay, along the northern coast of California, for a tranquil holiday get away. I took this photo at sunset. It was beautiful, and peaceful, and I treasure those days as a lovely memory of my Dad. It was the last time I saw him. This weekend we will inter his ashes, and I'll be slowly getting back to regular blogging. Thanks again for your love and support.
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IT, my thoughts and my prayers will be with you and your family on Saturday.
What a gorgeous sunset!
IT, my thoughts and prayers are with you too. I hope you are okay, as much as you can be under these sad circumstances.
"Sunrise, Sunset...swiftly go the days"
Prayers and comfort to you and yours, {{{IT}}}.
You and your family are in my prayers.
...and I love Bodega Bay --except, true northern Californians consider Bodega to be in southern California... or at least the gateway to it! :)
true northern Californians consider Bodega to be in southern California... or at least the gateway to it! :)
O_o
Well, it's almost due West for me in Sacramento (if you tried to called Sacra-tomato "southern California" Margaret---them's fightin' words! :-0)
I had my "mini-honeymoon" at Bodega, way back when...
It's north of SF, therefore it's northern.
Southern California doesn't begin till Santa Barbara.
Of course right now I sit about 20 miles from Mexico, so there.
Like Margaret, I am deeply, historically, culturally, northern Californian, generations back, and sneer at this easy south with its gentle beaches. On the other hand, I'm not arguing with the 75°F temps we're having down here in America's Finest City.
But I'm still a northern californian at heart, with a love of the smell of eucalyptus and bay. Is it my fault no one up there will hire me?
I always wanna let SoCal have the San Joaquin Valley (though not the Sierra due East of it!), but my dad, Fresno Boy, won't hear of that. ;-)
It's all relative. I suspect people in Weed consider everything south of Dunsmuir to be southern California. Perhaps one could use the coast redwood to distinguish between northern and southern California.
I love West/Hollywood and B.H. (even though I grew up in the South Bay/L.A.) but went to college in San Francisco Bay area--I can easily say I LOVE ALL OF CALIFORNIA but after living in both Los Angeles and San Francisco for ¨little lifetimes¨ I know that one can easily get a cultural whip-lash when commuting between the two--different Worlds, both marvelous but San Diego never did much for the glee in me--however, it is close to the border and I get real perky crossing over into Mexico as I have since mid-teens--ole´.
Such a beautiful photo, thanks IT for sharing one of the many wonders of the beautiful World we live in--blessings of peace of mind to you, BP and all of yours as you say words of love to/for your Dad...what a guy he must have been.
The sunset is looking wonderful.
{{{{IT}}}}
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