When you get just a little bit lost looking for the bus stop — but the gorgeous flowers make it all worth the extra mileage.
I’m never surprised to see a deer somewhere along this Folsom path, especially since it’s very near the American River. But this was my first time encountering a coyote here. This young female sat down and looked at me, took a few minutes to ponder, and then doubled back on her trail and disappeared into the brush.
It’s been more than a year since I last hiked in this area on the south bank of the American River in Folsom, and I had been meaning to come back long before this. Partly because it’s within walking distance of my house; and partly because I was very curious to locate a mysterious hole in the rocks I had […]
I was surprised to spot this ground squirrel perched high above me on the rocks, mostly because his position left him very vulnerable to any hungry bird of prey who might come along. But the amazing view must have been well worth the risk — at least to judge from his body language and the parade of expressions marching across […]
We try to drive up to the mountains at least once a year in the summertime; it’s a great way to get out of the house and away from the valley heat, if only for a few hours. I don’t believe we made one of these day trips last year, but a couple of days ago we headed “up the […]
I’m not sure exactly what this machine was used for; it was part of the outdoor collection at the Angels Camp Museum. There was no sign (and no one nearby to ask), and by the time I had finished shooting these pictures, I just had to get away and go find some shade on this very warm day.
These may not be the greatest Canada goose photos I’ve ever shot, but I can’t help liking them. Yesterday morning I went out to Folsom Lake with the Big Guy. It was still relatively cool at at 10 o’clock, and I was sitting on a rock gazing at what’s left of New York Creek, which currently looks like this: Suddenly, […]
This week, I’m focusing on our visits to Guadalajara during 1968 through 1970. I’ve shown you one or two of these pictures before, when I wrote about the “lemon factory“, and I’m sure we visited this church more than once. I can’t for the life of me remember what part of the city this was in, but I have clear […]
July 1981 — I do remember a number of things about this summertime visit with my sister’s family in the San Diego area, partly because I’ve held onto my journal from that period. It tells me that I went along with my mom and my grandpa and we stayed from July 11th to the 18th (I think my dad must […]