Lake Ralphine, Santa Rosa

"Splish splash I was taking a bath along about Saturday night........."

snowy egret

Mallard Hen

A gaggle of geese on the lake

Portrait of a Goose

Lake Ralphine on a quiet afternoon

Santa Barbara

As the Crow flies

An afternoon of photography with a friend.

Alice Keck Park Memorial Gardens, Santa Barbara.

The Monarch

Herring Gull

Birds of a Feather

Great white Egret

From the Petaluma Wet lands

Canadian Geese

Snowy Egret

Mute Swan

Turkey Vulture Descending 

Avocet Mid November

Along the trail

The Joe Rodota trail for horses, bicycles and hikers begins in the East at Santa Rosa runs West through Sebastopol and on to Forestville.  

These pix were photographed on todays walk. I carry my camera at the ready, there is always a picture to be taken.

 

Photographed: September 8, 2011

Taking a Break

Hi, this is me, 

I'm right outside of Thomas' studio window soaking up the afternoon sun while taking a break from from my never ending chores of pruning his rose bushes and thinning his Zinfandel grape vines.  

Sincerely

Jane Doe      

There is Something in a Sunday

Preaching to the Choir

     The gull on the pulpit is giving a fire and brimstone sermon to his flock below.......

     Sometimes fog is just the way things are here at Bodega Bay. The seagulls don't seem to mind they just go about their bird business. The local seafood restaurants are filled to overflowing. The clientele flock and squawk waiting outside for their turn for a bite of fish.  The gulls keep their opinions to themselves.

North again on Hwy. 1

     On north to my favorite beach, a few miles south of Jenner where the Russian River flows into the Pacific.  It is a beach where few ever go.  You have to know the turn off of Hwy. 1 between stoic houses along the bluff.  Follow a winding little road down to a car park, room for four. From the end of the road it is another half mile or so on a dirt and gravel path that makes a rather treacherous way down the cliff to the sea.  It is soothing to the soul, listening to the surf pound the rocks and explode white water into the air.  There is no end of nature to fill the mind and the camera.

FLIGHTS OF FANTASY

MFA Exhibit

FLIGHTS OF FANTASY  My entry into the anthropomorphic form. Part human, part airplane, part bird and all fantasy.  As a child my dreams and reality seemed interchangeable. I have never been troubled about whether I could fly, of course I could fly.  As I grew up I found it easer to use wings and a small motor. I learned to fly ultralight aircraft, little more than a wing, small engine, propeller and a lawn chair. It was  the most basic of flying machines.  The pilot, sitting out in the open like a bird.  It was from these feelings that my vision and my sculpture came together as one.

Flying Ulterlights
Lake Elsonor California

Early flight  "Aeroplane"

"Jet Eagle Woman"

"Things that Go Flight in the Night

 A special thank you to Elizabeth, my model,

  for your endless hours of posing and patience.