Faces in the trees

(one is never truly alone in the woods)

Glorious Storms

I got back to the house from a walk in the woods, just in time.  It's 6pm a few weeks after solstice, and the sky is a winter-time dark.  There is a strong wind blowing in, and mumbling thunder from somewhere distant.  It's on its way, two-Mississippis to be exact.

Woods Time

I'm in the woods of Vermont this week, soaking up the sound of wood thrushes and rushing streams.  We're working on finding the perfect swinging vine...this one looks like a good contender. 

Time to get back in the saddle

Finally got my bike back from being restored.  It was on my porch for a few years, abandoned with no wheels until recently when I decided it was a good time to sink some dough back into her.  A powdercoat job, some wheels from my dad, and some fancy Brooks parts were the fun and easy parts.  Flying Pigeon did the hard work I couldn't do. 

Several months and several hundred dollars later, here she is, good as (or better than) new.

A Proper Solstice

Have you seen this video yet?  It's so dream-like.  If LA weren't so fire prone, I'd be making some lanterns right now (out of biodegradable materials, of course) and sending them on their way over the ocean.

Old LA

Don't let that chicken get too close to those tar pits... (La Brea)

If only this was still here! 

Look at all those trees... I wonder what they are.  This area still intrigues me, although it looks more like
hobo camp woods than anything else these days.  (Arroyo Seco being built)

I just discovered the photo database at the Los Angeles Public Library.   I can't wait to dig deeper into the flora and fauna in these old photos.