Normally I would dread to see an ambulance anywhere near the water at Lake Natoma — but finding this one sitting on a large rock made me smile. Judging from the rust and the wear, I think this ambulance has spent some time doing underwater rescue.
What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live the weeds and the wildness yet — Gerard Manley Hopkins
The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge for the week of May 24, 2017. This week, show us a moment in time that holds meaning for you. On this morning’s hike I wandered off my regular route to a small side trail that I usually skip. The path is all but obscured by high weeds and crowded by poison oak and thistle plants; […]
It may sound odd, but as I stood on the passenger deck of the ferry Eureka, docked near Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco, I kept thinking about Jack London. What came specifically to mind was the first part of the novel The Sea Wolf (1904), where the narrator vividly describes being aboard the ferry Martinez, which collides with another ship […]
Folsom Valley Railway has been in continuous operation since 1970. It is the only 12 inch gauge railroad remaining in the United States, and only one of seven miniature scale replica steam-powered railroads in public operation.
Until a few weeks ago, I’d never even heard of a sharp-tailed snake, and I’m pretty sure I had never seen one. Turns out they’re quite common in my area. These are fairly small, secretive creatures, completely harmless to humans. Unfortunately, the only one I’ve actually seen was most likely run over by a mountain bike on a dirt hiking […]
The theme of Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge this week is Gardens. Gardens comes in all shapes and sizes. They can be of plants, flowers and vegetables or herbs. I want to see all types of gardens this week. Have fun with this challenge. If I lived in San Francisco, you can bet I’d be spending as much time as possible […]
Today I decided the best way to tell the story of our trip home from Christmas in Montana was through a few excerpts from my travel journal. Monday, December 28, 1992 — “When we left [heading home] on Sunday we drove through Missoula and took 90 East to avoid the Lost Trail Pass on 93, thinking the snow conditions might be […]
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life — Berthold Auerbach