Category Archives: Woodland

21-Edge

Almaden Quicksilver

Guadalupe Landfill, Dumptruck on the Horizon

When I’m lost at sea, I hear your voice, and it carries me.

Heaven Is a Place on Earth by Belinda Carlisle

13-Apef

Grapefruit

from the top of the tree around the corner

More than iron, more than lead, more than gold I need electricity. I need it more than I need lamb or pork or lettuce or cucumber. I need it for my dreams.

The Policeman’s Beard by Racter, the first book ever written by a computer (1984)

09-Digg

When I get older losing my hair, many years from now, will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?

If I’d been out till quarter to three, would you lock the door? Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m sixty-four?

Oooh, you’ll be older too. And if you say the word, I could stay with you. I could be handy mending a fuse when your lights have gone. You can knit a sweater by the fireside; Sunday mornings go for a ride

Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more? Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m sixty-four?

Beatles

05-Hoto

Take only photos, and watch where you put your footprints!

Santa Teresa County Park – Coyote Peak

This view is facing north. The downtown skyscraper rooftops of the city of San Francisco can be slightly seen in the top center behind the distant ridge. Click on the image and look closely.

30-Weed

prickly backside

Contrasting tones of red and blue create a distinctive mood, contributing to and emphasizing an aesthetic or emotional atmosphere. Is it romance, mystery, or nostalgia of some sort?

06-Veri

Dreams at Twilight – Artist’s Reverie

That word, “reverie“, for some reason went around & around through my mind all night.

Coincidentally, in this morning’s San Jose Mercury News, I found one of Jules Travernier’s paintings. It was inspired during the year he spent crossing America, sketching the scenes he encountered while lost in his thoughts.

wikipedia.org/wiki/Jules_Tavernier_(painter)

02-Hidd

There’s a sacred place at Almaden Quicksilver Park that few people know about. A hike there is refreshing to the soul, yet could be exhausting to the body.

It’s a fair trade.