Today Josh took me for a VERY long drive through the mountains in the Angeles National Forest. We left before twelve and didn’t get back until nearly 11. We must have spent at least 8 hours on the road. I took lots of pictures of the mountains, but I’ve already posted several landscapes, so I chose this instead.The first lot of countryside we drove through was full of blackened tree trunks from the fire about 18 months ago. A lot of the scrub was growing back, and the sticks of charcoal were quite dramatic against the green hillside.
Further on, where the fire hadn’t reached, the hillside was covered with pines of various sorts. It made me realise why the locals we had met had said how sad the burnt areas were to look at. But the absence of trees meant the underlying shape of the landscape was much clearer – the path of every rivulet laid bare.
Even further on, I got a sight of quite a different sort of countryside. Big Bear Lake and the surrounding ski resorts are very alpine, and in the summer very Scottish, like Loch Lomond writ large.
This hummingbird feeder is hung under the eaves of the Cosmic Cafe at the top of Mount Wilson. It’s quite a luxury to be able to get to the top of a mountain without having to climb on foot, and something to eat without having to carry it all the way. I’m not sure the locals realise that.
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