And I actually took some pics of them this weekend. Not many, mind you, but enough to prove that they still exist.
We had lovely weather this weekend. Sunday we up to Oyster Bay - the former dump turned dog walking gem. I don’t go there that often and I have either gone before when it’s been dry or it has been settling into being “natural” again after all the dirt moving of the last few years.
Here it is in Nov of 2010
(the Oakland airport is just off to the right – that plane is not crashing - haha)
Now? All green and bushy! Looks so much better. I was worried about ticks. Not a one!
I still don’t get the, um…art?...on the top of the hill.
Bella does not, either.
I mean, it’s a dump. Sure, clean it up, move some dirt around, plant some stuff, maintain some trails. Should be good, yeah? Did we need to spend the money on the giant pick up sticks?
Kate doesn’t normally care for posing. Usually more like a mug shot. She does, however, like sitting on a rock with goose poop.
It’s so close!
The green brings the bugs. Holy cow, they were thick!
Anna’s male trying to decide if his eyes are too big for his stomach.
Hard to creep around him to find the sweet spot for the shot of color without scaring him off.
There is it!
And, a juvie Cooper’s Hawk who thought keeping an eye on Kate was more important than keeping one on me
I love the pine needle bokeh in that shot. It sort of reminds me of those Catholic candles that always have that starburst thing behind whoever is printed on it.