This was taken a few weeks ago while out on a hike through the local backcountry. Spring is fading away, and wildfires are already beginning to rear their flames. The plants here are more lush than they have been in some time – we had a bit of rain!
Nikon FM2N, Elicar 55mm f2.8 Macro, Fuji Superia Xtra 400, Pakon 135 scanner.
I’m trying to reclaim my life in some ways – the hours I’ve worked have been awful, and since changed for a bit more humane schedule. So, to reclaim my life, it means I cannot let the whiney, lazy me take over and say, wah, not enough time! This morning, up at 6, coffee, pulled on my stinky clothes from yesterday, and went out, film cameras and phone in hand. What a delightful thing to do! No one around . . . the birds were singing their mating songs (especially lovely were the mockingbirds) and flitting about. Everywhere, the pungent scent of the chaparral’s resinous plants. The sun was still low in the sky. As I walked, I looked, and saw . . . a wild rose in bloom . . . quails running for cover . . . mourning doves within a few feet of me. A slice of heaven!
Up and around the backside of the local botanical garden – new growth everywhere!
A walk through an orchard in late November yielded these fruit.
Yesterday a trip to the local botanical garden yielded a treasure trove of autumn color.
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