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| It's 4:00 AM, Thursday
morning. The Magic Raven has decided to venture into the great unknown
for a new adventure. It is to be Venice beach in the early morning.
I was on the road by 4:45 AM. The San Diego freeway was actually moving
as I headed south and then west on Venice Blvd. The Magic Raven
discovered you can find a parking place at 5:30 in the morning.
Remarkable! The Venice Beach Strand was deserted. A few homeless
people sifted through trash cans. The Seagulls outnumbered the people. It was foggy and the yellow street lights added a mystic
sheen to the empty street. It was my plan to keep shooting as the sun
rose and see the strand fill with people as the morning progressed. To see the expanded version of any of the pictures below, just left click on the picture. |
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| There is a serious homeless problem in this area and at times these people can be intimidating. But for the most part if you ignore them, they ignore you. | |
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| Sunlight begins to change the lighting. The Magic Raven feels sorry for those lonely souls that somehow survive all night on a hard concrete bench. | |
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| What kind of desperation leads people to sit on a beach all night. In our country, there must be a way to help these people. | |
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| By 7 AM the strand begins to come alive. It is still foggy yet warm and the magical morning light is beginning to disappear. The poor soul on the beach still stands alone searching. Searching for something in the sand. | |
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| The Magic Raven moves north to Santa Monica. Surfers dot the water up and down the coast. There's not much surf but they don't seem to mind. Over on the right; that's the Malibu pier. A few folks are fishing. I envy the one's that can actually catch fish. The Magic Raven can never catch fish. | |
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| So far, this Seagull appears to be the most contented being I have seen all day. The Santa Monica Seagulls are by far the fattest birds in California. | |
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| The women jogging up the pier entrance ramp have too much energy. The Magic Raven is getting hungry and his feet hurt. He decides to drive home via Topanga Canyon after stopping for breakfast. Where will the Raven go next week? | |