Pouring My Art Out

So, I took my mom down to the bay, to that park where I go because of the view and the fact that so many people walk their dogs there, and I can pet them when I am missing my dog. We had a picnic in the car, and then I put my mom on a bench to enjoy the sunshine. Walking back to the car, I met this nice little dog.  She belonged to a nice, elderly Asian lady who uses a walker. I petted the dog, then went to my car to get my camera.

The dog followed me and jumped in my car. Every time I opened a door to pick her up, she moved to the far side of the car. Maybe it was the smell of French fries, but I think she just liked me.

I met a very nice turkey when I went to visit my friend’s memorial tree.

I saw a goose.

What the heck is that, on the top of that redwood tree near my mom’s house?

Oh, a red tail hawk!

Thanks, zoom lens!

And of course, as always, I saw some deer from my mom’s deck. In fact, I almost ran into one in my car on the way to the Berkeley Rose Garden.

And I also met that busy little bee.