Okay, these are the last photos from my mom’s house in the Bay Area.
Because I grew up across the bay from San Francisco, I had the benefits of living in a small town, but I had access to all the culture, art, music and food of the big city. We also had more than our fair share of first-hand encounters with nature.
In fact, we still do. There are deer, and wild turkeys roaming the streets. And we have nightly visits from cat food-stealing varmints.
You gotta love nature… and animals.
Especially when they are right outside your window, and you don’t even have to get up from the dining room table, where you are editing the fourth novel in your action/humor science fiction series.
I love the nocturnal visitors.
I also love being able to take pictures of the sunset from the front deck…
But I do not like the telephone wires.
The mortal enemy of the photographer.