Strawberry Farm

I want to pick some strawberries!

I want to pick some strawberries!

Look daddy! I've got one!

Look daddy! I've got one!

They are really good...but I guess you can share.

They are really good...but I guess you can share.

Sorry daddy, this one is mine. Thanks mommy!

Sorry daddy, this one is mine. Thanks mommy!

Who needs strawberries, when you've got yogurt!

Who needs strawberries, when you've got yogurt!

Hah! I know that yogurt on my face makes me look extra dignified, despite what anyone tells me.

Hah! I know that yogurt on my face makes me look extra dignified, despite what anyone tells me.

Yogurt and strawberry fields; it was a good day!

Yogurt and strawberry fields; it was a good day!

In late March, Christy and I were aching to go on a road trip. We love going to Santa Barbara and before Jarrod was born we went there a couple times a year for mini road trips. Oxnard was always on the way, and we were excited for strawberries one year and stopped there to pick them up. There are tons of fields in Oxnard, but we realized pretty quickly after stopping to pick up fresh grown strawberries there, that they weren’t all that good. Quite a disappointment.

Anyway we decided we would love some fresh picked strawberries and we didn’t want to go all the way to Oxnard, especially for subpar strawberries. So Tanaka Farms in Irvine was the answer. We couldn’t really take Jarrod to the U-pick lot, since he was too little and squirmy, but the kids play area with kid size strawberry pots were perfect. And the strawberries, were amazing!

We thought we were so smart big hats, and SPF 50 sunscreen to spare. Christy and Jarrod had a great time. Jarrod explored every pot and hay bail (my goodness, I didn’t realize that a baby could love a hose so much), and Christy enjoyed watching him and eating fresh strawberries. I was the miserable one, lubing myself with so much sunscreen that it got in my eyes. I could hardly see, and my eyes kept watering. I had fun taking some photos of Jarrod, though. Anyway hope you enjoy.

Around Bishop

Wild Iris blooming in the fields around Bishop

Wild Iris blooming in the fields around Bishop

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More Irises (or maybe Iri?)

More Irises (or maybe Iri?)

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Dad and I above Rock Creek Lake

Dad and I above Rock Creek Lake

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A different view of the Lichens

A different view of the Lichens

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On our trip to Bishop Christy and I were pretty busy, though I have to say we had our own little times of bliss. We generally took turns watching Jarrod. In the mornings Christy took a couple of trips to alpine lakes and would sketch and paint for 3-4 hours and I would watch Jarrod. We would go for drives and explore a little or roam around town. In the afternoons was my turn to explore. One afternoon Jarrod couldn’t sleep, and neither Christy nor I could convince him to take a nap. I needed to get out for an hour or so, so I took some photos from just down the road from my parents home. I wish I had views like this 1/2 mile from our home in Los Al. We were in luck to catch irises blooming in the fields around Bishop, though I had heard that they were past their peak. I was still impressed.

A couple of days later my dad and I took a trip up above Rock Creek Lake, and went down the trail about a mile toward Little Lakes Valley. It was pretty sublime looking up the valley at the creek leading up to the massive mountains. Dad survived alright, but I think I walked with him a little too far. He was tired and had some trouble with all of the rocks. I think he enjoyed it though, his camera was out of memory. (Booo!!!) Fortunately I brought my tripod for a shot of us both.

I was having fun finding creative subjects like the lichen and a dandelion (which was actually taken from our trip later in the week to Tahoe, but more about that in a later post). It’s kind of fun finding an unusual subject and turning it into a cool picture. Anyway hope you enjoy.

Mule Days

Anybody want a "fantasstic" mule

Anybody want a "fantasstic" mule

Even the Teenies are in the spirit

Even the Teenies are in the spirit

I love this photo, but next time I'll need to shoot a little faster; I wasn't prepared for an action shot.

I love this photo, but next time I'll need to shoot a little faster; I wasn't prepared for an action shot.

Come on, I always think of clowns and mules together, don't you?

Come on, I always think of clowns and mules together, don't you?

Who knew Santa drove a pack of mules when his reindeer are under the weather?

Who knew Santa drove a pack of mules when his reindeer are under the weather?

Now this is comforting

Now this is comforting

Not to be outdone, there is nothing more comforting than a mini-horse driven fire engine

Not to be outdone, there is nothing more comforting than a mini-horse driven fire engine

Dad giving a mule a much needed hug. (He's up for sale)

Dad giving a mule a much needed hug. (He's up for sale)

These are some of the biggest horses I've ever seen. They make the Clydesdales look tiny

These are some of the biggest horses I've ever seen. They make the Clydesdales look tiny

This was just pretty cool, even if they weren't mules.

This was just pretty cool, even if they weren't mules.

Over Memorial Day weekend, Christy, Jarrod and I spent some time with my folks in Bishop. Bishop hosts an annual celebration of all things mule (“Mule Days” its called). There are competitions, show jumping, concerts, and lots of other events around town over the weekend. On Saturday morning there is a parade where all the mules and people are dressed up many in costume. Even Shrek’s donkey made an appearance. I hadn’t been to a parade since I was maybe 10. It was a lots of fun and probably would have been more except Jarrod was in quite a rare mood. He wasn’t interested in sitting out in the sun for an hour and a half, and told how many places he couldn’t go. We survived alright with my dad taking about half the photos.
Mule Days are fun, and we happened to come on the 40th anniversary, so it was probably even more so. I was surprised by how popular it all was. There were people from all over the west, even Montana and Idaho. Christy had fun, but I think she preferred the Arts and Craft Faire. Anyway come out and check it out next year. Hope you enjoy the photos.

Spaghetti Face

Yummy Spaghetti

Yummy Spaghetti

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Yay! Can I have some more.

Yay! Can I have some more.

Having a baby is all about discoveries. Not only for him, but also for us. One of our recent discoveries is pasta with marinara sauce. Oh my gosh, does this baby love pasta and marinara. He loved it so much that he even wants to feed it to us. There are few things more cute than a baby trying to feed you some of his pasta. Anyway hope you enjoy!

Reflections on Reflections and other water images

View of Lake Mary

View of Lake Mary

View of Convict Lake

View of Convict Lake

Rock Creek just above Rock Creek Lake

Rock Creek just above Rock Creek Lake

Upper Eagle Falls near Emerald Bay, Lake Tahoe

Upper Eagle Falls near Emerald Bay, Lake Tahoe

Reflecting at Emerald Bay Lake Tahoe

Reflecting at Emerald Bay Lake Tahoe

It has been a while since I posted on the blog, and life has gotten so busy. We took a welcome break however over Memorial Day weekend and the week thereafter. Christy, Jarrod, and I took a trip to the Eastern Sierras to see my folks  in Bishop and spent a couple of days by ourselves up at Lake Tahoe.
The pace of our lives took a welcome change allowing  me a little time for photography. I took a lot of pictures on our 7 day trip, and we saw a lot. In this section of photographs I tried to capture water, whether moving or still, and some reflections.

It’s hard to describe the feeling of creativity and inspiration I feel when I’m out photographing, particularly when I’m in a place as beautiful as the Eastern Sierras.  It is such a welcome sensation to not feel rushed and be allowed to savor, this gift that God has given us. Several months ago I went to a photography club meeting, and seeing some photos from others in the group, and being particularly inspired by one photo with an amazing reflection out of a puddle. Kind of ironic turning a puddle into art, I remember thinking; but the photo was pretty amazing.  This trip I was looking for reflections and saw some pretty amazing ones on occasion. It wasn’t hard. When seeing some of these great alpine lakes, it makes my body slow down and consider, especially when there is complete quiet. Where can you find complete quiet in LA? May is such a great month for this too; since it is warm enough to access the high country but too cold to see too many people. It also is a time to see the Sierra with its grand snow covering still on. Anyway these are some reflections from a few nature hikes I took up there.

Anyway this is the first in a series of different photography themes from this trip. Hope you enjoy!