more san diego

In retrospect the joyous times in our lives are so easily recalled.  One week in San Diego in an oceanfront hotel with my parents.  Two college visits, the first ones ever for our oldest girl.  Made special because my parents came along.  A televised football game with my father.  I predicted the turn of events in which his team won.  Suddenly I was his good luck charm.  The sparkling blue tile to match the sea. Images of rows of bikes, orderly, juxtaposed with seals, more haphazard, but no less beautiful.  Everywhere there is beauty.