Friday, January 27, 2017

it might not look like much...

But, this is a BIG deal! I'm a lifelong pile-er. I leave piles of junk in my wake. Always have, probably always will. But this folks, this might look a little messy to some but for me, this is epic! Up until I did this, the top of this dresser has been one large pile of clothes for more years than I should admit to. I'm kinda all sorts of proud of myself...you should see the drawers...they are organized and have been for weeks! Go me!

Sunday, January 22, 2017

some wanders end with milkshakes...

We have finally hit a sweet spot with rain up here on the Central Coast! These hills have been brown for so long, it is delightful to see them so green and pretty! The cows appear to be happy as well. When the hills are brown, you rarely see any of the cows just chilling as they are too busy searching for food. Now that food is a little more abundant, they do not have to work as hard.
Even though we're a bit thrilled with all the rain, there has been a bit of cabin fever building up at the homestead a-go-go. Mr. a-go-go and I decided it was high time we got to wandering and so we bundled up and headed out to Montaña de Oro (I know, we go there a lot). I wanted to see if the tide was in, and the mister wanted to look for rocks that might work as heads for his mudmen.
The tide wasn't exactly in but the creek was so full, it changed the shape of the beach just a bit at the cove. It was also quite wet and drizzly with sideways drizzle due to the wind...even though we were hardly keeping dry, I was quite happy to wander and admire the rocks and stones along the beach. They look so much prettier when wet, don't they?
While I was perfectly happy in the drizzle, the mister was not, and so we headed back across the cove to the slippery steps up to the car. I stopped to take a quick video of the tiny waterfalls which yo ucan see here...if ya like.
And of course, we headed out for burgers and milkshakes at Sylvester's. I am a big fan of milkshakes when it is raining. Never in the summer...they are too rich for hot days...hot days are for slurpees...
Driving home, we were the only car on the road1 It was still a bit drizzly and grey...so drizzly and grey, even the birdies were hiding out. This is Los Osos Valley Road and usually, it is a pretty happening place. 
And this lovely bit of marshy-ness is what I like to call the cow pond. It has been dry for a few years so seeing it both wet and vast makes my heart happy! 
And this...this is my favorite view coming home. That beauty right there is called Bishop Peak and it the most popular hiking trail in town. I have never done it, while the mister does it almost every weekend. It's a bit too crowded with people littering up the place, playing loud music, and generally disregarding the trail. I prefer Felsman Loop, which is not popular at all, so is relatively quiet save for an errant wild turkey or two. Also, I think I just prefer loops in general. Someday though, I will head up Bishop if only to enjoy the view which I hear is quite stunning.

Sunday, January 08, 2017

photo journal jan 1-7

I've been trying to take four photos a day that capture what I did that day....some days are a bit mundane, others might have some fun walks or more color...it all depends on the day. It doesn't matter if all I did was a whole lot of nothing, I will find something to photograph...it's my attempt at finding joy in the minutiae and mundane of everyday life...here are the first seven days from January...
 

Saturday, January 07, 2017

first wander of the year; critters, mushrooms, & tears

 
We've had a bout of rainy weather which means the mushrooms are out, so of course we hied off in search of them. we hit the jackpot up in Cambria at one of our favorite wanders on the Fiscalini Ranch reserve where there is potential to wander for miles.
We wandered for about two hours but did not cover much distance as I spent most of the time hunting out mushrooms to photograph. Along the way we met up with happy pups, excited kiddos, and all sorts of squelchy mud!
At one point, I wandered of the path a little to capture a particularly stunning yellow specimen, as I carefully stepped along the flooded grass, I noticed something was a little tiny bit off. The grass appeared to be popping up from the ground. It was unusual and interesting enough to cause me to pause. I watched to motion in the grass and suddenly realized it was spiders! Hundreds of not-too tiny black and grey jumping spiders all traveling willy-nilly in the same direction! I crouched down lower to the ground to see if I could identify the creepy crawlies. They moved far too quickly for me to get a good look and far-far too quickly for a picture...perhaps they were camera shy? I was floored with the awesomeness of it all. How serendipitous to be in this spot and see this migration! The number of arachnids made us wonder if there was a hatching in the area but their size appeared to be too large for wee spideys and too small for tarantula spiderlings. Whatever the reasons, I stood there with the goofiest grin on my face....the stunning yellow specimen now off limits as I was afraid to get all stompy on the critters. Really, this has to be one of the cooler things we have come across. So cool!
After an appropriate amount of time with me saying "look at them!" over and over again, we returned to the path and our wander. Not far up the pathway from the spiderlings, we encountered another large number of critters, this time, monarchs! Not in the hundreds, mind you, but enough that our vision was filled with their spotty bodies and bold orange wings.
I stood there with the ocean to my back, a glorious assortment of mushrooms captured in my camera, the memory of the spiders still lingering, and the stunning sight of monarchs in their mating dance not two feet in front of us and my heart swelled, my breath caught, and the tears, oh the tears! I beamed so much my eyes got all squinty. I turned to the mister, a smiling sobbing mess of a jek and he reached over squeezed my should and said "you're such a nincompoop", and with that, he gave me a hug and a kiss and we stood there, holding hands in this really lovely embrace of nature.