Back home, the world is brown and gold and hunkered down, waiting for the snow. Here, the flowers are still glorious.
A blossom on a palm plant, which opened yesterday.
Bird of Paradise
Some sort of tree that the hummingbirds love.
But before the moonlight courtyard supper (with no bugs- not one), we hiked up one of the trails at Point Mugu State Park. As far as hikes go, it was fairly easy, a .7 mile vertical walk up to one of the most gorgeous vistas I've ever seen.
It was pretty warm, and the sun was very intense, but we had plenty of water, and a very good snack at the top. And the view was spectacular. We rested and looked and enjoyed, and then made the trek back down the hill- .9 miles on a bike track,which was a slightly gentler incline and wider and smoother. On the way we saw some really interesting trees.
And like a doofus, I was surprised to see yellow and falling leaves. For some reason, I thought that California was All Green, All the Time.
Once down at the bottom of the trail, we went across Highway 1, and stuck our toes in the Pacific.
and gazed at that wonderful view up close (the aperture didn't open all the way, that's what the shadow is).
The breakers are very close to the shore, and are thunderously loud.
And I got my picture taken.
Today, we're going to The Getty. Lucky lucky us.