Robinson Jeffers slept here

Carmel Point

The extraordinary patience of things!
This beautiful place defaced with a crop of surburban houses-
How beautiful when we first beheld it,
Unbroken field of poppy and lupin walled with clean cliffs;
No intrusion but two or three horses pasturing,
Or a few milch cows rubbing their flanks on the outcrop rockheads-
Now the spoiler has come: does it care?
Not faintly. It has all time. It knows the people are a tide
That swells and in time will ebb, and all
Their works dissolve. Meanwhile the image of the pristine beauty
Lives in the very grain of the granite,
Safe as the endless ocean that climbs our cliff.-As for us:
We must uncenter our minds from ourselves;
We must unhumanize our views a little, and become confident
As the rock and ocean that we were made from.

~ Robinson Jeffers

Ross and I traveled to Monterey Bay, California for our anniversary this year - an extraordinarily beautiful place where we met and married 21 years ago. The poet Robinson Jeffers built a house in Carmel in the teens of the twentieth century, and we toured it on Friday.

A gorgeous weekend, and one we plan to repeat.