Last Tuesday afternoon I went with the Big Guy out to Pensinsula Campground, on Folsom Lake. It’s about an hours’ drive from where we live, traveling northeast along scenic Salmon Falls Road into Pilot Hill, and then, turning onto Rattlesnake Bar Road, heading southwest again for several miles. We pretty much had the place to ourselves, not least because the […]
June 1978 — If there are two experiences from my 1978 Canadian road trip that I wish I could re-live today, they would have to be those from this week’s post. Even though I was very much present for both, I can’t honestly say I fully appreciated how very special they were at the time. I know I’ve said this […]
In my brief visit to Rodman Slough County Park, I found only one fairly short trail, but it was a beautiful hike — and I had it all to myself. I started near the shore and climbed a series of switchbacks up to a ridge, which then took me down through the trees and back to the parking lot. I […]
This morning I took a stroll along the lower half of Lakeshore Boulevard, a tiny road running between Highway 20 and the waters of Clear Lake in Nice, California. This stretch is less than a mile long, but I had no trouble finding plenty of interesting details for my camera.
This is the time of year when our camellias bloom, then drop their petals onto the driveway, where they wither away. Sometimes I’ll find an intact flower lying on the ground, somehow more delicate and beautiful than when it was still alive, on the bush.