Pine Cobs

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Over the Labor Day weekend we headed to the mountains.  We found that the squirrels and chipmunks had been quite busy with the pine cones.  They left pine cobs scattered everywhere about the yard.  Some people say that they can tell if the Winter is going to be cold and long if the squirrels are especially busy in the Fall.  Our patio was a mess of pine cobs.  I’m hoping for a long, snow filled, Winter.

Pine Cobs on the Patio

Pine Cobs on the Patio

One of the things we like about the mountains is that the pace seems so much slower than the rest of our world.  There is a place where musical artists come to share their songs with the locals on the weekend evenings.  Friday night was one of those special events.  Karl Larson was singing.  He especially likes to sing Cat Stevens and Jim Croce.  He looks so happy when he is singing.  There is even a brighter spot to his performing though.  His daughter, Karlene, comes and sings with him too sometimes.  

Karl Larsen

Karl Larson

What makes this so special is that you then have everything from Operator to Girl Crush.  She keeps him up to date.  It is so much fun to listen and watch them interact.

Changing Colors on the Mill Pond

Changing Colors on the Mill Pond

Fall is certainly settling in and you can see it everywhere.

New Growth

New Growth

We hiked to Eureka Lake and found the water levels to be low but still amazingly beautiful.  As we sat out having lunch by the lake, we talked about how good our life is.

Lonely Stump

Lonely Stump Reflection

There is nothing better in life then getting older and realizing how good we have it in the USA.  It’s not perfect but it’s pretty grand.  We are the fortunate ones.

Catching A Final Glimpse

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Last weekend we went on a hike in the Sierra Nevada Mountains.  We left from a place named Gray Eagle Lodge.  The pathway was often shady and you could hear running water most of the time, which somehow makes it seems a little cooler.

Pathway to the Wild Flowers

Pathway to the Wild Flowers

There were some flowers left and some that were fading away.  The insects didn’t seem to mind that the flowers were going away.  I wonder what is of interest when all the pollen seems to have been removed from the flower…..

End of the Flowers

End of the Flowers

This poor plant was almost completely gone.  Good eating for the bugs, I suppose.  I liked the shadows that were cast from what remained of the leaves.

Shredded

Shredded

There is a very small daisy that grows in the mountains and I have been trying to capture it, as my eye sees it, for ages now.  I know this isn’t in perfect focus.  Nothing about it is in focus, but I like the softness and true color of it.

Pretty in Purple

Pretty in Purple

The hike was lovely and the surprise waterfalls were energetically running with cool mountain water.  It’s this crazy little daisy that I cherish most.  I might never take another picture of one.  It’s simplicity is what draws me to it.  I appreciate the simple things in life, whether it be a hike, a sunset, or a photo.  The simple things are by far the most precious.