Took a trip recently to Yellowstone National Park with my daughter. While we hike regularly in our own area of the central coast of California, and always have a lovely time, it’s also almost always a lonely, silent peregrination wildlife-wise. Thats thanks to hunters. Wild animals that are hunted learn to fear people and, thus, […]
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I’ve always loved islands. In fact, when we were about 7 or so, my brother and I tried to run away to one. We’d seen them in picture books and were inspirited. We didn’t get too far, of course. But that didn’t stop our loving them. I have been to Hawaii (twice), but that seems […]
Every fall the US northeast puts on a show, a dazzling display of color when deciduous leaves, in particular, sugar maple, turn from green to -> yellow -> orange -> red, and all of the variety of hues in-between. It’s truly one of the wonders of the world. Of course, since this blog is all […]
As my last post was negative I want to try to balance that out with some positivity. A lovely photo taken by my daughter on a hike after the past rains.
Following are images of some of the more notable of the many instances of trash carelessly, or deliberately tossed about I've come upon in my hiking life. I always have to ask, why do some people have so little respect for nature? Shame on the trashers. Please you bozos, get the hint. And if you […]
I’ve not mentioned it before, but until recently, we owned a horse. Or, perhaps, Zephyr (meaning a gentle wind from the west) owned us. Either way, we were together for almost ten years. We got her from a rescue farm that, in turn, bought horses from a premarin farm in Canada. Premarin farms are (or […]
And dogs. My daughter loves these things. She could read and laugh at them for hours, there’s just so many. They are funny, and strangely on target too. It’s nice to know that there are a lot of animal lovers out there! And they don’t necessarily have to involve cats and dogs. Here’s an example: […]
A school vacation break with my kid. We wanted to visit the snow so we headed to the Sierras. Spent the first night high up on a mountainside in sleeping bags in the back of the truck while rain pounded down on the shell a foot above us. It made for mad rushing rivers. The […]
By Alexander Pope. Circa 1700. Long a favorite. Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest! […]
The kid and I found this spectacular, and somewhat hidden, spot to walk and dream in. It is a place of beauty and peace. Of green hills and rolling waves. A place out-of-time. As always, click to enlarge. Interesting rock formations. Ripples of an ancient seabed. And seaspray! I love that word. Walking here […]
