Our trip to Monterey was wonderful, and this is the only souvenir we have probably ever boughten in our lives: a glass paperweight with a turquoise and gold jelly fish.
The photos out of this lens and camera are lovely . . . it’s a year younger than me, too, and in considerably better shape and a lot better looking.
Here in California, sycamore trees are common, found often alongside creeks and streams. Every autumn their leaves change color, creating a colorful world above and below. The leaves are large, too, often more than 10-12 inches (40-45 cm) in diameter.
Monday, Josh and I drove up the coast into Santa Barbara County, specifically to go to Nojoqui Falls (pronounced NOW-WHA-KEY). To get there, we took the 101, enjoying views of the Pacific Ocean, and then into hills around Solvang. A quick turn onto the Old Coast Road, and a bit more of a drive, and there we were. Nojoqui Falls are one of the few waterfalls in our area – water is not common here, so they are a real delight after the rain. To reach them, you walk up a trail that moves into an ever-narrowing canyon. The bright of day gives way to gloom and shade, with only spots of bright light breaking through. Along the way, beautiful sycamore line the trail, some old and twisted, others magnificently tall.
What’s on the other side?
Here, a creek in a rather deep ravine, filled with poison oak as well. Keeps the frogs and crayfish safe!
Playgrounds have moved far beyond the galvanized pipes and sand of my childhood. One thing that hasn’t changed is the taste of water from the park drinking fountain – still love it!