Still looking good!
Old Betsy.
Category: photography
Casting long shadows.
Late afternoon is the best time of day in my part of the world.
In the Secret Garden.
Where will the path take us?
…to beds of golden poppy and yarrow…
…and oriental poppies…
…and Pride of Madeira.
The Secret Garden at Huntington Beach’s Central Park is truly a beautiful little spot.
An old, old friend.
This is Hoppy. Some of my earliest memories are of riding him, gripping the pole tightly, and watching the world whirl by between his ears.
Hoppy lives at Knott’s Berry Farm, on a 116-year old carousel that’s one of the finest in existence. Truly, it is a national treasure. Can’t wait for the park to fully re-open and give it another ride. I can almost hear that pipe organ playing now…
Watch it spin!
Cloudy grove.
I have no idea what kind of tree these are, but I like them a lot.
Tickled pink.
Pink trumpet tree, Central Park.
He rules the roost.
This guy has swagger. How much? His usual hang-out spot is in front of the chicken dinner restaurant. That’s how much.
And then there’s this imposter. But nobody is fooled.
Walking in a wisteria wonderland!
Knott’s has a lovely wisteria vine sheltering its stroller rental/parking area.
Visiting old friends the Knott’s Berry Farm Boysenberry Festival…
Handsome Brady and Whiskey Jim have never looked better.
Goldie’s back in town and all is right with the world!
At Bolsa Chica wetlands…
A couple of female northern pintails looking for lunch.