On Sunday I ventured out with my newfound love — my Canon D60, which is giving me sharper, clearer photos with greater depth and truth of color. These photos are all from Aliso Canyon.
The trail head. Right behind that hill with the house on it, there are many miles of suburban sprawl that you can’t see because of the angle.
I had to work really hard to get that ladybug there, by coaxing it onto my finger and placing it next to the center of that flower. But fear not. No ladybugs were harmed in the making of this blog.
That’s a cool, spooky flower. Anybody know what it is? Maybe from another planet. Actually looks like something out of AVATAR, doesn’t it?
I’ve seen these green birds around. I love their color. But in the next photo there are three little chicks playing in the mud. There’s nothing like chicks playing in the mud. Oops, that sounds wrong. But aren’t we all playing in the mud, each of us in his or her own way?
Below is a wild rose among wild mustard. Also a few purple sage buds without flower, and some dry prickly seeds of which I do not know the name.
The wierd dry wood that you will see below fascinates me. This is a very old live oak tree that died when its roots were wrenched from a wet hillside near the trail. It blocked a wide bike path, and as it shed its bark, it revealed these interesting patterns. Anybody know what they are? Worms? Termites? Sap vessels?
This last shot is one of my favorites, with two types of wildflowers whose names I do not know.