Sunday, after gathering the wee one up, we took a trip to Cambria in the Pines for a picnic of vegetarian sandwiches, chips, and water -- I know, we're so bland. We were still in the midst of a gully washer of a storm, so the ocean was churning and the tides were higher than normal. It was spectacular. And wet. Really, really wet. The ocean was spewing salty mist, the sky was drizzling -- again, it was spectacular. The tides were so high we only had to walk a few yards to reach the foamy surf to collect moonstones and what we think are jade. And, of course, I had to gather sea things for a group photo.
More inspiration for a sea born scent.