Come take a little walk with me...up the hill above the coast.
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I had just started up the hill when I saw some turkeys who quickly scuttled off. This one stuck around long enough for me to fumble open my camera case. I even got permission to post his picture as long as I did not give his full name or current address.
Little birds sang and swung in all the trees.
The trees grow on the steep edge of the canyon. Poison oak is thick. I wonder in the quiet morning if the wild cats have already retired. I should carry a big stick. This week a mountain lion the size of a Great Dane dog was reported strolling the vicinity at three o'clock in the afternoon.
No matter how quietly I walk, the birds fly up and reposition themselves as I arrive.
The patient trees stay still and grow quietly.
A red headed woodpecker busy sunning his head ignored me.
Predominant colors...lovely water blue and needle green.