Wandering around my favorite oak grove loop….
I savored every single moment. The shapes the tree’s shadows (below) mark my favorite spot in the tiny wooded area. Above, there’s a bee that dusts its legs on the pink pollen of the California buckwheat.
The natural designs on the sand walls are like etchings left by elder sands.
I wonder what you see in the rock-face. I see spirals and all sorts of unexpected shapes that seem like a coded message.
Below is a circle of light, inside this Kumayaay house made of grasses.
On the right is the remnant of our heavy, 2-day rainfall.
Fresh banks of flattened grass, framing this small, ephemeral stream.
Finally, here’s the beautifully yellow, but invasive,black mustard.
Image reference: Ka Malana