Sunday, April 20, 2014

Postcards from Coyote Point Marina

This morning we drove over to the park and walked along the bay to look at descending airplanes, docked (pirate) boats, and sunbathed succulents.  The air smelled of salt water and freedom - something Johnny isn't quite old enough to appreciate, unfortunately.  We got there early but not early enough for the good light, and everything was washed out and overexposed, so I resorted to post processing most of the photos I took in black and white.