Waterfalls and Banana Slugs

Banana slugs are bright colored and weird and snotty and awesome. Well…with one exception. When you decide to go on a Russian Gulch (http://www.parks.ca.gov/?page_id=432) fern canyon/waterfall hike a little late in the day on a short winter day without a flashlight. It appears that b.slugs, we are friends we can call them that, like to come out at night in massive quantities. Their seemingly bright colors are totally impossible to see in the dark. For about the last 45 minutes of our walk we were white knuckling the fact every single step we took might squash one of these unseen glorious creatures. As someone who doesn’t even particularly care to squash spiders you can imagine my dismay. I checked my shoes at the car and they weren’t slimed! I’ll take that as all the evidence I need to prove no slugs were harmed in the making of this post. At least that’s what I am telling myself.

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Flower Power – Mendocino Botanical Garden

I really enjoy camping up on the coast above Mendocino and Fort Bragg. One of my favorite things to do in the late summer early fall is to visit the Fort Bragg Botanical Gardens because the Dahlias are in bloom! The entire grounds are magnificent but the Dahlias are my favorite. I didn’t even know what a Dahlia was until about five years ago. Now I am obsessed with them even attempting to grow them in my own backyard. (Incidentally, Sacramento heat and my lack of a green thumb make them slightly less spectacular that Mendocino cool air and sunshine but I grow them nonetheless.)

I love photographing them. It gives me a reason to obsess over them even well after I am gone. I get to go through hundreds of photos choosing some of my favorites for light editing. I took these photos a few years ago but they are still some of my favorites. The vivid colors and strange shapes make them so interesting and alive to me.

On one visit to the gardens you can see that a lovely Hummingbird stopped by for a glamour shot. He hovered for me long enough for me to snap some shots over a bouquet of flowers.

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I’ve been ruined by good, nay perfect, bread

There is seriously nowhere to get a decent Baguette outside of France. No I am not trying to be a travel/food snob. I’m really not. It’s just the plane truth. The closest thing I have found is Cafe Beaujolais in Mendocino village. The sandwich pictured was actually from a roadside gas station and it was still superior to anything I can find here.

This is the ups and downs of travels friends. I am happy because I have tasted Baguette heaven but then it leaves me always lamenting the lack of anything comparable in our beautiful state. Until I find myself in France again I am happily reminded of its gloriousness by this photo.

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