Having grown up in a land-locked part of the country, the ocean always fascinates me. I took this, sitting on a cliff overlooking the great, blue Pacific, on the edge of a continent, on the border of an ocean, thousands of miles east of another continent completely unknown to me.
Tag: Mugu
Green Line

Originally I called this “Below Mugu Rock,” but keep thinking about the line of green vegetation in the middle of just rock, scree, and bare land. In a dry land, plants mean even more than you can imagine if you live in a land lush with leaves and plants and trees.
