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We start so many sentences with, “I love”: I love you, I love pizza, I love ice cream, I love taking photos…I love life.
There are times, we all have them, when my system is so overwhelmed, so burdened by all the negative input from the world: North Korea, ISIS, the entire Middle East, national politics, local news and personal pain that I feel…just awful. So sometimes I just have to stick my head in the nearest cup of kindness to escape. I need to do, or be near, what I love.
The kindness runs the gamut from a good book to mindless fun like Seinfeld reruns. But most often, and my favorites, the things I really love, are just a walk on the shore or a bike ride on our Long Beach boardwalk.
Peddling along, a breeze at my cheeks, the sun above, the sea sprawling, and life all around me. I love it.
Sometimes when I’m out like this I think of people locked up, looking at bars and gray cement, missing out on all this. How can they risk losing this wonder? For what? For all the bigger and the shinnier stuff? Giving up this simplicity, this peace of mind…this freaking wonderful life? All these things to love in life?
Recently I rode the boards looking out for whales, dolphins, or any cool sights we’ve become accustomed to of late.
I saw the sun play upon the dark slate of the sea, a silver sliver of hope on a dark vista, much like our world today. Yeah, I love that sea sight. It’s…hopeful. And it’s also a perfect backdrop for a photo op. But often I can’t find a subject for the foreground of such a splendid background.
I’ve spoken about my need to experience all this without any help from music. But I spotted a strutting lady so enjoying her audio that her arms swung, her hips swayed, her hair tossed, in free abandon. She seemed to be totally enjoying herself. She obviously loves it.
Way down by the jetty I spotted a man placing his dog onto a surfboard. “This could be cool,” I thought so I began my shoot from the boardwalk.
The man and pooch got off to an unsteady start but soon their headway was masterful…and daring.
They rounded the end of the jetty and met with surfers.
And slid down their first slope.
I hurried down to the shore and spoke to Luke Vexler, a Long Beach local. His eyes lit up when he spoke about his pooch, Bumper. He said Bumper was a one-year-old lab he rescued on a visit to Utah.
I could hear the excitement in Luke’s voice when he told me this was Bumper’s first attempt at surfing.
I took many shots of the multiple paddle boarding forays into the sea. At one point, Bumper spotted me aiming my Nikon at him.
He was giving me a wide smile of approval. It’s amazing how my pointing a long dark lens at dogs surprises and often bring out the best in them.
Yes, I’m very familiar with this expression of delight. See “He was Grinning at my Groin”: http://tinyurl.com/Grng-groin
Bumper seemed unusually adept with his footing on his first surf, at some points it was debatable about who was teacher and who was student.
It was easy to see Bumper was liking his new challenge. But as the paddle morn went on I think I captured the love between Luke and Bumper.
My music photo video, “I Love my Dog”:
See also: “A Wagging Tail…”http://tinyurl.com/wing-tal
“Dances with Dogs”:http://tinyurl.com/dnce-dgs