Street views

During my lifetime, I’ve spent an awful lot of time in the passenger seats of cars. One of the best things about not driving is that you get to enjoy the scenery; but not being in control of the vehicle means I can’t pull over to the side of the road whenever I see something I like. I’m still working […]

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I can’t complain

As we leave Mendocino County and head for home, I’m really going to miss exploring the trails above the seaside bluffs during my isolated morning walks. It’s a special treat to be able to leave my small cottage and walk to the trailhead, never knowing exactly what I might find — even things that I’m sure I must have passed […]

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Geocaching

I tried my hand at geocaching once, very briefly. It seems like a fantastic hobby, fitting perfectly with my love of hiking — but I already have so many other hobbies that I just couldn’t manage to fit another one into my life. That said, sometimes I stumble onto a geocache site purely by accident, like the one that caught […]

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At Greenwood Beach

I’ve previously shared images from our visit to Greenwood State Beach in Mendocino County. The small town of Elk sits just above the beach, along Highway 1. While there, I was able to watch a Great blue heron fishing for his lunch in the old mill pond on the beach. Other than the birds, we had the whole place to […]

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One more purple

I meant to include this image in the post I published two days ago, but it took me awhile to find it! I came across this Pacific Hounds Tongue last March while exploring near Rodman Slough, at the north end of Clear Lake; and while the purple still isn’t quite true to life, I think it’s close — especially the […]

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Rock wall

I love to explore small side trails as I’m hiking, assuming I have the time and energy. Sometimes I’ll find unexpected surprises along those lightly worn paths; and on this particular day, hiking near Brown’s Ravine, I came upon a forgotten stacked stone wall on a hill overlooking Folsom Lake. The lone strand of rusted barbed wire curling along its […]

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Vintage

I’m not sure where or when I found this lighter; it had to be several decades ago. And, not being a smoker, I’ve never used it myself. But for some reason I kept it, intrigued by its curious appearance and wondering what sort of history lay behind its dents, scrapes, and grimy looks. I finally decided to try photographing the […]

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