I got to spend last weekend at a conference in Malibu. Before actually going to Malibu my only experience of Malibu came from the movie Intolerable Cruelty during a conversation between two very wealthily divorced women:“Why don’t you come out to Malibu and see my new beach house?” “I didn’t know Dimitri had a beach house.” “Neither did I, until my lawyer found it. It was quite the paper trail, he had it in the dog’s name.”
This most certainly prepared me for the multi-million dollar houses that cropped up on the shore, but it did not adequately prepare me for my first encounter with these guys:
I could have spent an entire day watching this scene. My Peterson’s field guide describes these guys “chasing waves like a wind-up toy.” Poetic and remarkably accurate.
In other news, I got to go tide pooling!
Oh, the crazy things you can do when you have podia.
I went a little crazy enjoying the underwater capabilities of my camera:
I finally saw my first real life, not living in an aquarium at Sea World, dolphin. The twelve-year-old in me was positively leaping for joy. It makes me want to start drawing dolphins on the cover of every single notebook I own all over again!
it’s always ourselves that we find in the sea ~E.E. Cummings