This was taken on September 8, 2015. The sunset lasted about twenty minutes, the clouds and light constantly changing. I was at the Red Rock Wall turnout on Highway 18 and, incredibly, there were only three other photographers there!
A Red Tailed Hawk perching in a dead tree on the mountain side. This seems to be a favorite spot for hawks to survey the area; I've been photographing various hawks in this spot for over forty years.
This one flew away in a rush, intent on dinner I suppose. I never stay to see that part, even though I wish them good hunting...I know everything has to eat, but I don't have the heart to watch or photograph the kill.
Looking east and north from a turnout on Highway 18. Big Bear has been getting a few sprinkles over the past couple of days, but Lake Arrowhead and Crestline have gotten nothing. It's just been horribly, horribly hot. Our high today was 95. So, of course, the air conditioner conks out! Because I have MS I have a really hard time dealing with temperatures over 80 degrees. The repair man will be here tomorrow, thank goodness! I hope it's more pleasant where you are...
The Grandmother Tree is just my name for her...I don't know if anyone else calls her by that name.
I don't know what made her trunk so gnarled and twisty.
...and so beautiful.
Fertile ground for an imagination like mine.
When I look at her, I am reminded of Tolkien's Ents, a race of trees that could walk and talk. I've never seen her walk, but I've heard her talk...on quiet summer afternoons, on bright autumn days, in rain storms and snow storms, on days filled with the hopefulness of spring.
I took these photos in 2007, with a little Olympus camera. The Grandmother Tree is still there, and she still looks much the same.
The skies in Southern California have been boring lately...blue with a bit of a haze. I'm looking forward to monsoon season...hopefully, we'll get some rain! This photo wasn't taken in the mountains, but in Summit Valley, down in the high desert.
A young raccoon was taking a nap on the roof of the cat's play yard...
She spotted me in the window right away and came over for a closer look...
But, she soon figured out it was just a human with a camera, and stepped up onto the roof of the house where she could nap in peace without interruptions by pesky humans and their cameras. (I apologize for the blurriness of the last two photos; there were spots on the window because I don't wash it often enough).
And some other Wildings, big and little, who kindly share their forest with me:
"To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." Ralph Waldo Emerson
A Young Steller's Jay
Common to high altitude forests all over the west
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Our task must be to free ourselves...by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty. ~~ Albert Einstein
June Is Adopt a Cat Month
But, there are always strays who need a loving home - so don't shop, ADOPT! Click the photo for helpful tips on adopting.
If they breathe, they live. If they live, they feel. If they feel, they love. If they love, they are aware. If they are aware, they have a soul. ~ Williams
I love cats because I enjoy my home and, little by little, they become its visible soul ~ Jean Cocteau (That's Malcolm O'Mewy on the chair)
Feed the Hungry
I think we are bound to, and by, Nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought we know our fate is tied to the world around us. ~~ Alice Hoffman
What I'm Reading Now:
Give a Child a Book
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors and the most patient of teachers.
Charles W. Eliot
A person who collects or is fond of books. Also, a person who immediately feels safe, happy, even euphoric, when holding a favorite book.
Care for a cuppa?
Where there is tea there is hope - Pinero
Boulder Bay, Big Bear Lake
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Lake Gregory, Crestline
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Click to visit Lake Arrowhead
A Favorite Quote
"I don't want life to imitate art; I want life to BE art." Carrie Fisher
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. ~ John Muir, from "The California Mountains"
I'm three-quarters Native American (Oglala Sioux and Cherokee), and one-quarter Northern Italian. I live in a little cottage with my furry "children" in a beautiful mountain forest where we enjoy daily visits from the little wild creatures. I love animals (you probably guessed), books, photography, tall trees, clear lakes, rain, snow, tea, the moon, and creating all kinds of art.