Drive along Cornell Road and Mulholland Highway during the spring and you're likely to see the marine layer draped across the Santa Monica Mountains' ridge line, the ocean side chilly and grey, while the land side gets a preview of the hot summer weather to come.
It's always shocking to be reminded of just how vast the oil business here in Southern California once was.
They're everywhere right now, all sizes, from tiny babies still learning how to hop in a straight line to seasoned elders who barely give hikers a second glance. I love how the sunlight makes this guy's ears translucent.
You can't see her but Daisy's just ahead of Walt, hidden by hip-high lupine. The massed bloom throughout the Santa Monica mountains burn areas these past few months has been spectacular, the color wheel in time release. But it's also a sign of an ecosystem in distress.
Not sure if the new Flickr overlords have gotten their act together yet with embedded videos, which for some reason no longer play on this blogging platform, but we at Here in Malibu are giving it another try. IF you don't get playback, the 30 seconds of swaying lupine, invasive flowers and grasses, and one other purple flower, is here.
The rains have ended and so has the annual growth spurt. We're now passing out of Peak Green and into the long, slow process of The Fade. And people say California has no seasons.
I love that the postmark gives not just the day and date but the time as well. AND it celebrated the Panama-Pacific Expo in San Francisco.
Even California's native plants and trees, though resilient in the face of wildfire, can't always recover from fires that come too hot and too often. Whether the oaks here can make it will take years to know. For a bit of hope, here's the before-and-after.
Here's the dynamic duo hot on the trail of...? If we could see a thought bubble with their dearest wish, though, it would probably be of dog treats coyote poop a freshly grilled steak, medium rare, slipping from a platter and onto the floor.
Also, it's Daisy's birthday today. Two years old.
It's a gopher snake and yes I yelped when I saw it and even after confirming the lack of a rattle, the sheer size of the thing freaked me out. If we're being honest, just scrolling through the photo index of the snake site just now in search of an ID has left me a bit queasy.
Looks well-fed.
Everywhere you go these days the landscape flickers, darts and starts of movement as the lizards face off, two at a time, three at a time, fearless and valiant as they do their tiny pushups to impress a mate, fend off an aggressor, and let even the enormous human that this is their spot and they'll stake their all to defend it.
Once known as Westlake Park. A nice history of the place from Curbed LA here.
Does this video even play? It's 30 seconds of rain on the giant coreopsis at the headlands last month.
Unfortunately the new overlords at Flickr have found a way to take things from Yahoo-bad to SmugMug-worse and in the process raise a vigorous middle finger to anyone seeking answers regarding how slow and buggy and generally unreliable the site has become. Very frustrating considering they have also doubled the annual fee.
If you'd like to relive a rain shower, the direct link to the video is here.
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