February 12th, 2021
Along the coast of California, an unassuming evening turned into an elegant evening blessed with a light show for sunset. The clouds moved overhead with the constant wind barraging the cliffs. I decided to grab my camera and go for a walk along the cliffs. Delighted to find several others along the same walking trail as me. We all smiled at each other and nodded towards the setting sun.
Sneaking behind the clouds over the Pacific Ocean, the sun hid. I dreamed of being one of the birds soaring overhead or in the distance. Their view must have been better, however, these gusts of winds might have forced their focus away from the golden light beams jutting out the bottom of the clouds. As this thought processed in my head, I decided I was happier to be atop the cliffs.
Walking around the grassy top, I found nooks and crannies that held blooming flowers. In Davenport, the feeling of spring was omnipresent. How long would it be until the yellow and pink flowers bloomed? This I don’t know and I won’t be around long enough to discover. Maybe another year I will find out. For now, the white and green sprinkles of spring bring joy to me every day.