Heading down the bluff at one of the Point St. George Inlets.

After feeding the horses yesterday afternoon, I had a sudden urge to go to the beach.

  There are beaches nearby, some sandy, some rocky.

I chose an inlet of Point St. George, to gather a bit of mint for my garden.

I had seen mint growing in this area earlier in the year.

  It’s great for tea and in cooking, and the rabbits like it.

  It was low tide.  So clear from every angle, we could see St. George Reef Lighthouse

about 8 miles or less from where we stood.

Enhanced the photo – she was almost unnoticed.

The bluffs still held succulents and dried grasses.

Here’s a look, a bit closer.

pretty world

 Closer still.

Beauty fit for an impressionist’s paint and canvas.

While climbing across the rocks, I noticed a fragmented black rock.

Both one, and many.

This rock, broken into smaller rocks, reminded me of my genealogical research.  I’ve got ancestors on my mind.

I connected with a distant cousin, through my DNA test results.

Another view, as we get closer to the ocean’s edge.

I took this photo, thinking of Jody and Greg, who visited us here in Crescent City.

We met here on WordPress!  Show yourself, friends!!  😀

As two folks who love the beach and coastline as they do, I wish they were here…

Rock On!

Lot’s of sea star, waiting for the tides to turn.  We saw only orange and purple.

Wearing purple!

And I’M wearing orange!

We saw fewer anemone here than at other areas along our coast.

The rocks were very slippery in spots and I wasn’t interested in falling.

Cluster of small anemone, also waiting for the tide to turn.


BIG anemone, about 5″ in diameter, dressed so sweetly in colorful stones!

The bulk of rock and stone here, is black.  When there’s color, it pops!


I had a difficult time deciding which to bring back home.

 I probably would have learned more from the one I didn’t choose.

And speaking of rocks!

Little one? Hardly!!

The ‘rock’ above measured about 18 or so inches across and longer still.

My photo does nothing to show its true color.

It’s the largest piece of petrified wood I’ve seen!

Wish I could carry it home…


There’s so much to see.  It was warm (about 60 degrees) and the views in every direction, stunning.

Water table was high, and as we were leaving,

I took a few photos, as the landscape circled me with its purity.

I felt deeply touched by it.

We took our time leaving, lingering at the top of the bluffs, and were well rewarded.


I never did get the mint.

Stay tuned for A Day at the Beach Part Two,

and some surprises!