Hungry ocean
The thundering surf is always eating away at the rocky shore, and the Mendocino coast is a perfect place to see the effects of this neverending erosion.
More from Sterling Pointe
Last night I finally caught up on recording one of my four photo log books — one for each camera — which are the best way I’ve found to keep track of my photos and where/when I used them on the blog. Unfortunately, I still have a long way to go with the other three, having neglected to write anything […]
The Adventure Continues… Drawbridge
This 2002 episode of California’s Gold offers yet another great example of the colorful pieces of history that are lost over time. If you were to glance out the window of your commuter train and see the flat marsh of Drawbridge Island extending off into the distance, you might never dream there had once been a bustling make-shift community of […]
Lake is calling
My plans to head back out to Folsom Lake during our somewhat warmer weather keep getting postponed for one reason or another. Last week the Big Guy was talking about returning to Sterling Pointe — but we both decided we weren’t quite ready to tackle that big climb back up to the parking lot and needed to get into better […]
Memory Monday: Hicks Album, Week 1
After last Monday’s teaser, I thought I should jump right in (no pun intended) with photos from early spring 2010 shot along the American River near the Foresthill Bridge. Just browsing through these images is making me impatient for spring to arrive this year — with its (hopefully) high water levels, mosquitos, and poison oak, to say nothing of the […]
Randomly, on a Sunday
Seen at Building F
Every time I find myself wandering the grounds of Denio’s market in Roseville, I realize it’s a very good thing that we live in a small house — one that’s already pretty well packed with mementos of our lives. If I had space for even just a few of the cool items I see for sale during the weekends, I […]
Wagon museum
I’m hoping to take another trek back to the Angels Camp Museum this spring, but in the meantime, here are a few more shots from my last visit, in June 2021.
I’m lichen it
I didn’t hike terribly far the other day when we went out to the south fork of the American River near Salmon Falls. I didn’t even get down to the water; but it was such a beautiful spring-like day and there were so many great things to look at that it was impossible to get bored. And I’m always irresistibly drawn to the intricate shapes of the lichen and moss — this time of year, they seem to be all over the rocks and boulders and covering many of the bushes and trees. Macro photography opportunies are everywhere!