Tag: Tri-X 400
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!
Sunbrellas with no one to shelter . . . this is a shot from a dying mall that is under new ownership and new management.
There is a real drive to make this mall work again, but its construction is one of the things working against it. It is open to the sky in the center, which is not the best in an area prone to 90-100F temperatures off and on year round. Hard surfaces reflecting the heat don’t help, either. It is a very nice place to shop – and horribly uncomfortable at high noon.
In order to generate revenue, small businesses are moving in because of reasonable rents that once were so high that only large chain stores could afford them. It is here that I take my film to be processed, that my husband goes to buy grain and beer-making supplies. I hope that more businesses (obviously, there are more than two) move in, as it is a very pleasant place to shop when it is in the 70s.
And even more, I hope they create more covered spaces to get away from the heat – sweltering heat is unpleasant, for humans and business alike.
As I was waking around, I heard the clop-clop of hooves, and there he was! This gentleman was kind enough to pose for a photo.
This little knoll is next to a parking lot, but it was so lovely in the light! I always find it amazing how taking something out of context can make it seem very different than it is. I remember a very good example of this when someone who stayed at what looked like a cozy B&B ended up being right in an industrial area – and an ugly one at that – by showing the advertisement and then the reality.
Sometimes the sun is relentless, heat is oppressive, but today, the fear of wind-whipped fires is no joke. In SoCal it has been a dry summer and fires are raging, not just nearby, but up north. We were awakened this morning to phone calls of closing of schools and potential power shut-offs to prevent further fires. The winds could blow sparks and ignite fires miles away. Let us hope things don’t get to the point of being evacuated – which we have been fortunate to avoid thus far over the years – but off I go in a bit to clean up and to begin sorting out what to take. The wind is about 30-70 mph, depending on where you are, but it is strong enough here, and so filled with dust and ash, that all the windows are closed. The wind I so love is now an enemy.