Coronado Bridge from Seaport Village, San Diego, CA
Saturday, March 19th was a picture-perfect day here in San Diego, and the perfect day to take a walk around La Jolla and take some picture-perfect pictures (I’m so modest) with my trusty iPhone 6.
La Jolla either means “The Jewel,” if you go by the Spanish version of La Joya, or “hole in the mountains,” referencing the famous La Jolla Cove, which comes from the Native American term “Woholle.” Either way, it’s one of the most beautiful spots in San Diego. I swear the color of the water is different here, much more green-blue. As someone who grew up vacationing on the New Jersey shore, with it’s grey and foreboding Atlantic Ocean, I can’t help but be amazed every time I visit La Jolla.
Maybe it was the last day of winter, that combined with a crisp ocean breeze, high, wispy clouds, and bright sunlight that somehow made the water seem darker in color and clearer in tone than ever before to me. Or maybe it’s just my eyes.
Here’s 2 dozen photos from my short walk near the ocean, before I got to the real order of my business in La Jolla: Visiting the only remaining great mainstream bookstore in San Diego, Warwick’s.
No filters added … however, I did boost and adjust color in all photos. Click on the images to see them larger on your screen and in slideshow mode.
… have been greatly exaggerated.
Despite it being about 6 weeks since my last post, I am still alive and kicking and not consciously trying to abandon this blog. I have just been way too tied up with work to devote any time to this, but I’m hoping that will change, despite the fact that I’m entering the busiest time of the year for me.
I have one photo-worthy trip coming up within the next month, so I hope to document that on here as it happens or soon after. In the meantime, I apologize to my meager but faithful group of followers. It was never my intent to start this and then walk away from it. And after July, I have four big trips coming up in the latter half of the year, all of which will provide many, many photos. Needless to say, I’m living for that time at this point.
I absolutely hate people who blog about not blogging, so I’ll stop here … but as another famous American once said: “I shall return!” Only I don’t plan to get my pants legs wet wading onshore.