Thursday, January 03, 2008

  This looks like any of a million beaches in CA, but in my head I see Stenson Beach just North of SF. You would be amazed  how deserted the beaches are north of San Francisco.  The best time to visit them is during the week, late in the Winter and early Spring, but you should never turn down an opportunity to go to the shore.

Then there are Junkyards: This site is like a junkyard; a rambling mess of thoughts, bits and pieces I have picked up...worth nothing except my passing attention.  (I think it was Cathy who uses the term someplace to describe her bloggs.)  Have you ever wandered through a junkyard, an old-fashion junk yard?  There are not many left. Now, all you have are Salvage Yards...not the same...to sanitized. Not a dump...they are too disgusting.  

Ah, here is a poem about junkyards:

Junkyard of Dreams

On passing the junkyard
I saw the dreams of yesterday
what once was a prize
Lies rusting now
The hearts desire,
A fulfillment wish
Broken and cast asunder
In the junkyard, rests.

Hope, the hearts desire
Enchant the days of expectation
Lay twisted in the fire
For time and pleasure
From within the heart
Reveal unfeigned treasure
happiness was in the journey,
Not in the destination

Adrian Wait