Northern California was particularly photogenic this month. Instead of telling you about my trip, I’m going to share a
few of my favorite photos. (Neither of my parents lives in an area threatened by
wildfires—at least right now—though we could smell and see smoke some days.)
One of my favorite things to do when I visit my mom is to
walk every morning on the land that I grew up visiting every summer. I snap
photos of whatever flora and fauna I come across. (Alas, no horses next door
this year.) How fallish it looked (click on photos to make them bigger):
The cows came over to see what I was up to:
Loved this mama and baby:
Nothing much has changed since I was a child. I still drag my mother to see horses. This time, we went to the Wild Horse Sanctuary in Shingletown. Interesting
place. These are wild ones:
When I visit my
dad and step mom, I also get to see my feline “sister”:
This year, we dropped in to see my step mom’s brother, who is the manager of Funderland, an amusement park that’s been open since 1946. He remembers going there when he was a child! The rides were adorable and I want to devote a page in my travel sketchbook to them:
The day before I came home, we visited a couple of the farms that are part of Apple Hill. In addition to apples, cider, donuts, pies, and lots of other tasty treats, High Hill Farm, where this was taken, had a number of craft booths which were interesting to walk through. You can see the smoke in air in this photo:
I hope you’ve
enjoyed this sneak peek into my visit to California. I miss it already. Even
though I’ve now lived in Florida longer than I lived in California, since I
grew up there it will always feel like home.
