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A bit of traveling
Today, it’s really One Day | Nine Images.
I’m just back from a bit of traveling; here are some iPhone images that I took along the way. I had my “real” camera with me, so you’ll get to see other things from my trip later in the month.

Dana Point, California
photographed 1.5.2015

Dana Point, California
photographed 1.5.2015

Dana Point, California
photographed 1.7.2015

Dana Point, California
photographed 1.7.2015

San Clemente, California
photographed 1.8.2015

John Wayne Airport – Orange County
Santa Ana, California
photographed 1.9.2015

West Village
Dallas, Texas
photographed 1.10.2015
Lambs, and a song
Thanks to a very detailed county map at our hotel in Eureka, California, we wandered to Ferndale one day. Among other lovely things we saw in Ferndale was a particularly lovely cemetery. The flowers seem on the verge of taking over this child’s grave, with its request to feed the lambs.
And, now, because I haven’t posted a link to an only-marginally-related-to-the-topic-at-hand song in a while, here’s a Jenny Scheinman song that mentions Ferndale.
Ferndale, California
photographed 7.30.2012
Fence line(s)
In the mountains between Weaverville, California, and Redding, California, is not a place where you’ll see a lot of people. Which was its appeal, of course. Well, that and the views of mountain ridges and forests and every now and then a red barn.
And, if you’ve taken the Ono-Igo cutoff on Highway 36* at Platina at the right time to be along here in the afternoon, you can see this very nice fence and its curvy patterns making shadows on the road.
somewhere near Weaverville, California
photographed 8.3.2012
*I really like how that sounds.
White on white, 15
The backs of things.
Sometimes they are better than the side, or the front, as these views of St. Patrick’s Catholic Church show.
(It wasn’t just this church: here’s the back of St. Mary of the Assumption Church, in Megargel, Texas.)
Petrolia, California
photographed 7.30.2012
Rose of Lima
This is part of what’s left of the old church at the St. Rose of Lima cemetery; a marker just inside the fence says the cemetery was established in the early 1800s, and was “replaced to its current location” in 1907. I don’t know how long the church has been without a roof. Or a floor. Or windows. But it’s still standing, maybe out of habit as much as anything else.
This is another example of the way a building can eventually devolve into just its textures – and this one’s got plenty of textures, with the weather-rough wood, the initialed plaster, the stones.
And it even has a flower, tucked into a break in the plaster underneath the window.
Santa Rosa, New Mexico
photographed 9.21.2013





