The other night we hit the coast … the fog was low and the sky was grey and we were chilled and cold. Trust me when I say California is not all sunshine and balmy breezes! Mark Twain supposedly said, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” It’s true for points south as well.
Cormorants are kind of goofy-looking birds, pests or amusing depending on your viewpoint. Obviously, they like to hang out here on the bumper!
Ferries are alway interesting. Coming, going, socializing, watching, wandering around, reading. And then back into the car. People collecting and then dispersing. Thousands of stories to be told.
The tiniest details are always so interesting . . . the lens here is an old one, probably from the 70s. It is an Elicar manual focus macro lens, which can do a 1:1. I think it is very similar to the Nikon 55mm macro. It has a great feel to it, and the beauty of this lens is its diversity – use it like a standard 50-55mm or use it as a macro. One of my favorites!
Where I live, there are few places that are damp or lush. Here, in the undergrowth of the riparian woodland, alongside a creek (or nearby to avoid the poison oak) these tiny flowers grow, only to fade away as summer approaches.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 