It has been a very beautiful, warm, sun-filled autumn in Santa Cruz. Afternoons where sitting in the sun in shirtsleeves is a great pleasure. Having passed Thanksgiving, we are now on a run toward Christmas and, perhaps accordingly, the weather has suddenly turned cold. I’m coming off of a week of company and enjoying the quiet time. Wondering how to proceed when this year of photos ends on the last day of the year…
Thinking these were birds, I went to get a closer look. Turns out what I was seeing was flippers and heads! A gathering of seals at sunset.
Beautiful full moon. This is when I appreciate my camera equipment.
My friend, Hannah, is studying for her master’s in nursing. She asked me to help her on a project that involved her aerial class.
A small amount of rain…lovely, but not enough.
On the 50th anniversary of President Kennedy’s death, I pulled out the newspapers I saved from those days. I was 8 years old and remember being sent home from school by crying teachers and met by my crying mother. I am still deeply affected by this memory.
For weeks the Monterey Bay has been mobbed by birds and seals and whales, all feasting on a mysterious abundance of anchovies.
The low flow of the San Lorenzo River allows for a clear reflection of the trestle bridge.
A wreath for my daughter’s new home…done by our friend, Zondra.
On a walk through Henry Cowell State Park with my sister, Karen, we saw these horses with their riders. As we left the area we saw them again…I guess their humans were thirsty after their ride.