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On the way to and from Point Vicente, I stopped at Bluff Cove (also on the Palos Verdes peninsula). I was surprised to find that I could plainly see the skyscrapers of downtown Los Angeles in the distance. I guess I’d never been there on a clear enough day before.
There were more people than I expected, but everyone was maintaining distance and most of them were masked up.
Really wish I’d had a tripod for the evening shot, though
#photo #coast #California #LosAngeles #cove #ocean #PalosVerdes
Heerman’s gull. They’re not as common here as western gulls, but I do see them occasionally. This one didn’t feel like trying to fly in the wind, which was blowing other seagulls sideways. And in some cases backward.
I found it kind of amusing that the wind was constant enough to keep this sign almost horizontal the entire time.
Waves breaking over the end of a jetty across the way.
Fun fact: I discovered that if the wind is strong enough, it can blow a camera neck strap up and completely off of your head.
Not so fun fact: It was also blowing the tethered lens cap on directly into my face.
#waves #ocean #coast #jetty #photo
Experimenting with the Pixel 5 camera. Portrait mode does a decent job of imitating depth of field here.
Distant (well, distant enough) wildfire smoke combining with the Belt of Venus effect just around sunset. The bike path was one of the few places I had a relatively clear view of the horizon.
Walked down to the pier on a gloomy day while my car was in the shop. People were pretty good at spreading out and wearing masks (prob. because the city started fining people back in summer).
Among other shorebirds, I saw a group of a half dozen pelicans whirling around and diving for fish.
#birds #sky #pelican #photo #gloomy
Trying to get a close-up view of the mushroom from below the gills.
Oh, well.
Crows seen through this morning’s fog. I ended up darkening the image a bit, but decided not to desaturate it any further.
A black phoebe perched on the garage roof, where it landed after deciding I’d gotten a little too close to the fence it was perched on beforehand.
Let the biker beware.
It may look innocuous now, but when it produces zillions of seed pods with sharp spikes on them, it’ll *earn* the name puncture vine.
I *hate* these things, and they grow all along the nearest bike path. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve patched bicycle tires because of them.
Totally apropos of nothing, here’s a goat in a bucket I spotted at a Renaissance Faire a few years ago.
I don’t usually think about parakeets spending time in pine trees, but the feral population around here isn’t exactly particular about what types of trees they perch in.
#birds #photo #nature #parakeets
The city has been working on improving the sections of a bike path closest to a major street. The rest of it is just a concrete path in the middle of an unmaintained greenbelt under power transmission wires.
They’ve put in drought-tolerant landscaping, some dirt/clay paths, bike racks, benches, and a small public parking lot over the past year or so. I’m not sure how much they slowed down during the shutdowns earlier this year, but it’s finally open.
