I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen. ~ Terry Tempest Williams
[Image: Egret, Lake Cachuma CA.]
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I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen. ~ Terry Tempest Williams
[Image: Egret, Lake Cachuma CA.]
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The stretch from Wilder Ranch State Park to around Pacifica along California’s Highway 1 is beautiful, quiet, and productive. It’s the route Santa Cruzians and San Franciscans prefer for traveling between their cities even though shorter, alternate roads are available. The reasons are self-evident.
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Located in the San Francisco Bay Area, the Monte Bello Open Space Preserve (It. “Beautiful Mountain”) is a spectacular place for hiking, mountain biking, picnicking, photographing, and for enjoying panoramic views of Santa Clara Valley and beyond.
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Reflecting on how memory of certain flowers is interlaced with distinct moments in life, I acknowledge dogwood (Cornus florida):
Spring 2001, when we traveled with our younger son to Yosemite National Park – a time when abundant yellow-hued dogwood adorned the valley;
Spring 2002 and 2003, when a magnificent, wide-armed pink dogwood off Zayante Road in Felton became the favorite backdrop for seasonal family photos; and
Spring 2004, when, strolling along Robles Lane in Bonny Doon with my dear friend Laura (sadly lost to cancer), we came upon a single white dogwood tree, magically glowing in a shady grove of old redwood and spruce.
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Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World,
With the wonderful water round you curled,
And the wonderful grass upon your breast ~
World, you are beautifully drest.
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The corner sign along Highway 1 in downtown Davenport, California, reads:
Antiques
Brocante
Gifts
The first and third words are familiar, but Brocante? Well, it happens to be French for “second hand.” Leave it to the French to make “second-hand” sound first rate!
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