Sunday afternoon was mild - not warm, but at least the bitter wind had settled down. We took our visitors out to East Sooke Park - one of my favourite places. Forest, ocean, rocky and sandy beaches - it's all here and all beautiful.
Waves rush up onto the sand and leave undulating patterns of dark and light as they retreat. White foamy edges. Tumbling rocks. Rushing sounds of incoming and outgoing water, a never ending advance and retreat.
Ghostly moss hanging from arbutus (madrona) trees. The native name for these trees is the "crazy lady tree" - so called because they shed their bark in the winter, and everyone knows that only a crazy lady would do such a thing!
A visual poem of green, brown and texture, each melting into the next.
Glistening rocks, vivid in colour, washed smooth by incessant tumbling play in ocean waves.
And keeping the flavour of postcard custom, I'll close with "wish you were here."