summer trek near slo, cali

The five mile trek to a rope leading down a cliff gave way to an abandoned beach. This is where we would stop to paint.

When I refer to the beach memories I see in my jewelry, I refer to the sand on this abandoned beach, the sea lion I nearly stepped on (we both went screaming our separate ways), and the soft burn of the sun through the cool ocean breeze.

Oh how I hope you make such fond memories wearing mine.