Photo: "Black Sands of the Vestrahorn"

We spent many sunrises and sunsets at the base of these mountains. This beach had the darkest sand I have ever seen. The winds roared over the mountain tops down onto where we stood. The lines in the sand mesmerized as the waves crashed on the rocks. 

This is still one of the most beautiful beaches I have seen. 

Photo: "Sunset at Bowling Ball Beach"

This morning I finally had some time to sit down and edit images. 

I somehow (those of you who are photographers know how quickly this can happen) got lost in the Lightroom catalog black hole and wound up in a folder of images from 2014. 

I had intended to edit this image after this trip, but it looks like I never got around to it until today. 

Photo: "Nature's Doctor"

Nature has some incredible healing qualities. There's something about fresh air, your toes in the sand, leaves rustling in every direction, critters dancing around your feet and the open sky above your head that creates a sort of natural high.

Watching this sunset being painted in the sky was magical. I had been spying on the clouds all afternoon and hoped it would unfold like it did. When I arrived at the beach, I was shocked to see I was the only person on the sand. 

Photo: "1950 Ford Woody"

"We could ride the surf together
While our love would grow
In my woody I would take you everywhere I go
So I say from me to you
I will make your dreams come true
Do you love me do you surfer girl."
     - Beach Boys


My Dad started a business restoring the wood on these cars when I was a child. I have such fond memories of riding around in these woodies, listening toThe Beach Boys and Jan & Dean. It's really not difficult to imagine why I am such a beach bum. 

Photo: "Midnight Sunset"

Can I kiss your lips
and watch you light up the sky
with fireworks of infinite colors
like a sunset parading across the night
a dance in slow motion
syncopated in your eyes
the only way to run from the world
escaping the madness in life
and if only for a moment
nothing else matters
you erase the sense of time
I become swallowed by the beauty
in your eyes.

Photo: "A Wet Sunset"

Sunset, Santa Cruz County

I shot this image last night on a quick trip south to meet up with a few friends for a sunset shoot. This image was shot moments before getting drenched by wave spray as it snuck out of the crack in the foreground.