This crooked pine tree left its shadow on the snow in such a way it almost looked like a peacock tail.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
As the last remaining snows begins to melt in the shadows of the Sierra forest, the residual of various dust, bark, and pine needles concentrate in spots to leave some eerie patterns of intense color.
As the snow recedes in the high sierras, the meadows begin their cycle again. Each day the snow is retreating a few feet, revealing the once the dried meadow, last seen just before the first snow, now soggy and bare, the meadow will once again be green and grassy within another couple of days.
It was 106 degrees Fahrenheit today in the central California valley. I can only imagine how hot it might be inside this steel structure
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Ironically, with a barn washed in colors like these, I had to instantly pull over, park, and take a picture.
There is something strange and surreal about this silo. It almost looks like some sort of ancient lookout tower that is all that his left standing amongst the ruins of a lost culture that we know nothing about.
Our stay on this planet is very brief, with no more assurance of duration or permanence than that which is given a shadow resting on the surface of a bed windblown grasses.
As the winter's snow melts and the stream are full , sparkling, bubbling and cold, the sun bounces off the rich colors of the rock, showing all it has, having been freshly bathed by the frothing waters.
This ground cover could almost be mistaken for some sort of microscopic spores or some other unusual organism.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Moments like this, no matter how cliche or trite they may be considered, just have to be photographed.