Last weekend, the Boy and I drove to Mt. Diablo State Park for some photography and rambling. Armed with cameras, hats and enough water to drench Nevada, here’s what I did with my afternoon:
Meet Bushy. The squirrel with an attitude. “I charge, you know,” he said, before deigning to pose.
I love roots. Especially mine. 
These aren’t too shabby though.
Clearly, I was barking up the right tree.
This one made me think of ‘The Woman in Black’. And that creeped me out.
So I moved on to brighter subjects. Like this web in the sun.
Before branching out into Creepsville again.
Hello, smiled the solitary ornithologist. And disappeared into the trees.
So I busied myself with more available men. One, to be precise.
And got distracted by the most breathtaking visual of the day.
~The End~
[Credits: OJ and her Olympus E-PL2 DSLR, with a 40-150mm zoom lens, and art filters. Yeah, I’m fancy like that.]
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