The west coast indulges me in every aspect of photography that I love - tide pool creatures and shells, banana slugs, mushrooms and slime molds that are far more exotic than in my own part of the country, and great weather. The grass is always greener, eh? I do love so many things about where I live, though, including snow, believe it or not.
But not being able to travel, at least without having to quarantine going and coming back, is the thing I have struggled with the most during the Covid-19 crisis. I can’t wait to go tide pooling again, and one of the things that always delights me when doing so is to find a sea hare. This was the smallest one I’ve seen yet, although it’s hard to get that perspective from my little phone video and picture. It was maybe three inches long. I should have filmed him for longer than ten seconds but I was up against time in catching my flight home this day because I had walked farther down the beach than I realized. The walk back to where I had parked, all while hauling 30 pounds of camera gear I never even used, was…challenging. I was just happy to get a little snippet for my “some day I’ll get back” album.
