blue bells

The false eyes help frighten off predators.

some colors fight the darkness.

Steph at Rainbow Falls.

As if there were any doubt that the "insects" known as mantises are anything but sentinels for a race of aliens bent on universal domination.

FOODS. Exotic-like.

the painter

Posts on the Devil's pile.

Beach cruiser.

They left in a hurry. And never came back.

Kites over Seal Beach.

Click on through to the other side.

The click-through to a larger image is working again; click on a picture to see the same picture, but bigger. Just skimming the images on the main page is like going to a fine restaurant with a large corporation footing the bill and then stopping after the appetizer. Eat the meal, and order a nice bottle of wine. Greed is good. Chow down.

Cars criss-cross down Lombard Street.

I took this from the eastern road out of Yosemite. You'd think there wouldn't be mosquitos at 8,000 feet -- until you saw them coming at you, wearing fighter pilot helmets with oxygen tanks on their backs. Then you'd know you were wrong. So wrong.

Bernie hung motionless from the tree, his agile beak ready to pluck shiny objects from the heads of passers by.

Taco Chon: the power to devour.

The Japanese internment camp at Manzanar, California.

OK, I've enabled word confirmation in the comments due to the deluge of comment spam I got while I was away. You'll now have to type in a word whenever you comment; I know it's a hassle, but I hope it won't stop my loyal commenters (all two of them) from sounding off.

Sorry for the absence -- due to technical difficulties, I couldn't post from the road. Here's a postcard from Yosemite.

Remnant

17 Mile Drive in the fog.

Steph called them "CDs."

Life's a beach.

America is beset by a large and growing crack problem.

Forest for the trees.

Californiacana

Cloud City