This isn’t really good bye, it’s ….

Bloggers come, and bloggers go.  I have always felt a bit of regret, a loss when someone just stops blogging on their blog for whatever reason.  A why? A how come?

A Sibilant surf is finishing up it’s run, there will still be my other blogs, blu oom, 

and Muddy Boot Dreams.

For some reason I did not configure this blog properly when I started it, and I just don’t have the time right now to properly post, so I have decided to let it wash out to the sea.

I am not going to delete this blog, I like the idea of it hovering over the surf out there on the web, maybe someone will come across it, and enjoy the photos.

So this isn’t really goodbye, it’s see you on another blog another day.

Many thanks to everyone who followed, and left comments. I did appreciate it.

Jen @ Muddy Boot Dreams

Gone fishin…..summer break

I don’t hit the beach very much in the summer months, it’s just too crowded for my liking.  

And so I have decided to take the rest of the summer off from Sibilant Surf.  Thanks to everyone who so kindly reads, and comments.  Look for me when the weather is cooler, and the beach not so crowded.

I will still be posting on Muddy Boot Dreams, and Bluoom.

Jen

 

Solitude

I had the beach almost all to myself this morning. 

Just me and a few feathered friends.  Beautiful to watch them soar on the wind.

 

 

Jen

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Dream

 

Jen

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Having a wonderful summer

 

 

The post card reads..

Dear Blog Reader,

We are having a wonderful time here at the beach.

Hugs, 

Sibilant Surf

Hope that your summer is great, and that you get to spend some time at the beach also.

Jen

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Sunny Daze

 

 

Oh the joys of warm sunny days at the beach when you were a child.

Responsible for absolutely nothing but sandcastles, and crabs.

Jen

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Tranquility – and a good place to visit.

 

Although this is a photo from early February of this year, the beach still beckons.  If you are in the neighborhood, make sure you put a visit on your list.

Jen

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The weather, frothy, with a touch of sun

 

I’ve been deep in the archives cleaning up that overloaded hard drive of mine. 

Blurry eyed, and seeing double, but I am finding some fun shots. 

This must be from a winter storm, reminds me of a weatherman saying “Yes, today the weather will be frothy, with a touch of sun.”

Jen

The far side of the Ocean

 

You know us homebody kind of bloggers, we don’t really like to leave our nests.  And some of us don’t like to go out in the evening, unless it is for a good cause. But I thought you might like to see White Rock beaches other half, the sunset.  I actually got myself off of the couch, and drove down to the beach to catch this the other night. 

It was well worth it.

This post is for Connie, at the The Far Side Of Fifty. 

It’s always nice to have you drop by to say hello, and see if there is a new post. Although lately there hasn’t really been a new one.

Geographically we may not be on opposite sides of the ocean, but blogging brings us so close, we could be neighbors.

And this post is also for all of you blog readers out there.  Thanks for visiting, whether or not you have to cross the ocean to do so.

Jen

A peaceful walk, a soothed soul.

 

Got to wonder why we, [well, me!] put such silly restrictions on ourselves sometimes.

When I first started this blog, I made it too difficult to publish from, and many times I can’t even publish your comments the first time, because of the way I set it up.

Silly me, I’ve learned from my mistakes.  Changed as much as I can. And am learning to live with the rest of it.

Yes it is called the Sibilant Surf, and yes, it is supposed to be a Ocean photography blog.

But so much of where I live, here near the ocean, is estuary, and saltwater marsh.  [A partially enclosed coastal body of water].

I was being rather selective in which photos I was publishing.  But realistically,  how many shots of the sunrise do you want to see?   I generally am down at the beach during the mornings, not the evenings.  It’s too crowded, to expensive, [.75 cents per 15 minutes] and I don’t seem to have the time lately.

So I have opened up my options, lengthened my viewpoint, and relaxed my hold on what is correct.  I am happy with it, and I hope that you are happy with it also. 

I think that although it won’t be a regular posting, the tide has come in.  And look and see what treasures it has uncovered.

Jen

 

The tide is going out for awhile

 

 

 

  I think that for now Sibilant Surf is going on hiatus.

The tide is going out, but like it always does, it will return.

As soon as I get some free time, I will be back taking photos of the beach, and I will share them with you.

Meanwhile you can find me at Muddy Boot Dreams.

Jen

 

Reflections

 

 

 

Reflections of a beautiful winter day.  I can hardly wait for more sunshine, spring is coming.

Beach Walkers

 

We are finding more and more Inukshuks everywhere we go. 

It is a amazing trend, we see them on the beach, in the parks, on lawns. 

I love them.

Sundial

 

 

White Rock Beach, very early on a sunny morning.

 

Jen

Blackie’s Spit

 

I know, I have been negligent with posting lately.  But here is a good photo from Sunday. Blackie’s Spit, which is a wonderful place to visit.  We even saw a juvenile eagle.  I am not totally sure if these are Heron’s.  But they were so far away, even with the telephoto this is as clear as I could get.

 

Jen

 

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Self portrait – beach style

 

 

 

 

This is the winter, self portrait.

Historic Royal Hudson at White Rock Beach.

 

 

The historic Royal Hudson steam train, pulled into White Rock beach on Monday.  Celebrating the Olympics.  

Hey that’s not a seagull.

 

 

A Mountie photo-op,  down at White Rock beach on Monday.  

Me, and the gang, just hanging out.

Same Ocean, different beach

 

Same Pacific Ocean, but a different beach.  This time it is Blackie Spit, in Crescent Beach. 

Just around the corner on the peninsula.  

Lens flare

No aliens here, just a bit of lens flare.

Summer days

Remember warm summer nights?

A return visit is due

 

I guess I am due to visit the beach on a early morning again soon.  It just always seems to be raining on my days off.

Gossip session

 

I think that the title says it all.  But I am wondering what they are talking about?

Take a second look

 

 

Take a second look.  At first glance it is nothing more than a seagull flying over the ocean.

But when you look closer, you can see the writing in the top left hand side, from the texture.  Maybe sometimes, there is more to life, than just what we see at first glance.

Jen

The sky broke

 

The sky broke like an egg, into full sunset and the water caught fire.

Pamela Hansford Johnson

Wish you were here……

I did post this pic on my other blog, but still, doesn’t it make you think Hawaii?

All by myself?

Is one the loneliest number?  Do you think that they get lonely?

Crescent Beach Fog

 

Same Pacific Ocean, but this time a different beach.  

A rare foggy day, and everyone thought they would go down to the beach to escape the fog. I Loved that day.

Mindful visits

 

I must remember that we won’t always get to live here. 

And hold each visit deep in my memory, to be shaken out, like a tablecloth, and spread as far as the ocean.

Jen

Are you trying to tell us something?

The sea pronounces something over and over, in

a hoarse whisper, I cannot quite make it out.

Annie Dillard

Silhouettes and Sunrises

I ran down to the beach yesterday morning, [actually I drove, Gar definitely is the runner not me] and didn’t think that I would see anyone else there in the heavy marine fog. 

It was packed, note to self, next time brush hair.

 

A Rosy Glow

Those morning sunrises give the boats a real rosy glow. 

White Rock Beach November 2009

I can see for miles, and miles.

A favorite time of the morning

Mornings have to be the absolute best times at the beach.

Morning Reflections on the surf

The early morning reflections of the Christmas lights on the water, do kind of look like a really beautiful sunset.

No Parking

They are obviously not aware of the stringent parking rules around here.

 

Edgy

The edge of the beach is lined with beautiful Robinia trees, since they tolerate the salt spray well.  There sometimes is a artfully etched birds nest hiding in them.  Those are my favorite.

Seventies feeling

I was playing around with the color tones in Picassa, and got this interesting 70's feeling to my shot. 

White Rock, BC, beach shot this afternoon.

Harmony

The ocean is a mighty harmonist. ~ 

William Wordsworth 

A beautiful morning

This is the shot that made it onto the local television news hour. 

The famous White Rock, that this little seaside city is named after.