Showing posts with label La Jolla. Show all posts
Showing posts with label La Jolla. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Summer Evening - La Jolla



Evening in La Jolla, California.



As much as we wanted to attend a health care town hall meeting this month and scream as loudly as we could that we want our country back, Avie and I instead went to San Diego for a few days.



We are, after all, under 60, so we have a good many years before President Obama's death panels have us euthanized. We figured, though, that it was time to enjoy our sad lives somewhat before than day arrives. Gosh, if we had known we wouldn't have been such liberal dupes and we certainly would have voted for McCain. Guess we deserve to be put to death.



After dinner, we took a short stroll around downtown La Jolla. It was jumping, as it always does on a beautiful Summer evening.



I have always thought that La Jolla as the most European town I've seen in the U.S.



Last rays of sun over the Pacific.



I want this truck.


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Walking the La Jolla Tide Pools



I always enjoy walking along the tide pools in La Jolla. Depending on the time of day and the season, they are ever-changing, yet constant. The character "Doc" from John Steinbeck's Cannery Row haunts the place for me. In the novel, Doc travels to La Jolla to collect baby octopi in the tide pools.



"The creeping murderer, the octopus, steals out, slowly, softly, moving like a gray mist, pretending now to be a bit of weed, now a rock, now a lump of decaying meat while its evil goat eyes watch coldly. ... suddenly it runs lightly on the tips of its arms, as ferociously as a charging cat." - John Steinbeck, Cannery Row



"It always seems strange to me... the things we admire in men - kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling - are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest - sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest - are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second." - John Steinbeck, Cannery Row



"Doc tips his hat to dogs as he drives by and the dogs look up and smile at him." - John Steinbeck, Cannery Row



"Doc would listen to any kind of nonsense and change it for you to a kind of wisdom. His mind had no horizon." - John Steinbeck, Cannery Row