Shots of the week . . . so far.

My husband asked me where I wanted to go for my birthday, which was Feb.3. Not one to make a fuss over this day, I just wanted to go to another skatepark and take some pics. We arrived about 11:30 and not a soul in sight. We had just decided to leave when one young man, on a break from work, showed up. I think he was just learning and really didn’t give me much of a show. Sun on concrete and he was dark clothing. Most would have said, forget it. Not me. As he was leaving I thanked him for not minding me taking shots, surprised and, he didn’t even know what I was doing. Now, that’s concentration. I mean. we were the only two people there. Hubby had gone to investigate other stuff, he’s not one for skateboarders.

Another day at the lagoon. Sunshine was plentiful after a dose of early morning fog. They are dredging the lagoon to replenish sand the winter tides have swallowed. I spotted the first and only bloom on one of the many cactus plants along the way. There was another older couple, I think the man was taking pics with his cell as he climbed up the hill to find the perfect yellow flower. Maybe to go with his shirt.

A walk on the prickly side

 From now until it rains in Southern CA, which may not happen until December,       the land is dry and blossoms can be beautiful, but prickly. Where golf courses are manicured and residences are watered, there will be green – at a price. The botanical gardens, the zoos and some commercial properties will pay the high cost of water to keep up appearances. While we are browned out on our trails, Florida is getting more rain in a day than we get in a year.

Evidence of gang activity? Or just another dumb tagger marking his territory on a trail marker.