Friday, September 26, 2008
Growing up in Southern California, we often went to a nearby beach on our Palos Verdes Peninsula called Abalone Cove (I've included two photos of this beach from different angles). Located at the base of some cliffs, it has some sandy areas and some rocky areas with tidal pools. This beach never seemed to get as crowded as the more popular beaches up in Torrance and Santa Monica or down in Newport Beach and Laguna Beach.
There was at least one summer when my mom took us to Abalone Cove several days a week, and I loved spending hours exploring the rocks and body surfing. As an adult, I don't really like being outside in nature all that much except at the beach, which I still love. Something about the ocean is very soothing to me and takes me out of myself, and I love the whole sensual package of the beach, the sights, sounds, smells, tastes, and touches.
If we lived near a good beach, I would probably take my kids there every Saturday during the warm season. I wish we had enough money to live in Southern California, but maybe it will fall into the ocean one of these years anyway because of gay marriage and other wickedness (kidding, kidding).