Yesterday, Susie and I took a drive up on the local mountain and found this grove of cedars everyone knew about but it seemed no one could remember where it was. . . 37 acres of protected cedar. . . talk about a peaceful place
I even managed me a National Geographic style pic of the cedar tops. . .
Afterward, we drove further up to an old forest service lookout point, but the tower had been torn down for years now. . . Sitting there on the rocks, you couldn't help yourself if you ended up with a contemplative moment. . .
While on the mountain, I missed a shot of a bald eagle flying overhead. . . the sucker wouldn't land and I couldn't pan my shot well enough to get him. . . but I did get a shot of this lovely little lady. . . she didn't give me much choice in composition, she kept moving on me. . . .
and these fine fellas. . .
I even managed me a National Geographic style pic of the cedar tops. . .
Afterward, we drove further up to an old forest service lookout point, but the tower had been torn down for years now. . . Sitting there on the rocks, you couldn't help yourself if you ended up with a contemplative moment. . .
While on the mountain, I missed a shot of a bald eagle flying overhead. . . the sucker wouldn't land and I couldn't pan my shot well enough to get him. . . but I did get a shot of this lovely little lady. . . she didn't give me much choice in composition, she kept moving on me. . . .
and these fine fellas. . .