Perspiring and pedaling up and over the ridge, then down, down, fast and cool into the valley, I swooped left, fairly flying along the smooth, lonely road that cut through the shaded forest of redwoods, oak, and fern.
Someone has been installing birdhouses along this stretch. This one appeared most recently:
others are less spectacular…
Birds gotta live somewhere…
But do they camp?
At this point I nearly dropped my camera when I remembered I was supposed to be going right home, not goofing around on the roadside, because I had to take Ivan to the chiropractor.
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Haha that’s wonderful that people are still concerned bout anything else but themselves and take time to do things for the birds and animals.
oh, yes, lots of those around these parts.
The pictures are wonderful, by the way 🙂