Music for our eyes, a little wistful, the kind of day where one wants to get back in front of a fireplace with a good book, hot tea, and enjoy the patter of the rain on the roof...
What did Simon and Garfunkel sing ?
"I listen to the drizzle of the rain, Like a memory it fals... Soft and warm, continuing Tapping on my roof and walls..."
Anyway, better rain than brushfires. Hope all is good with you.
You captured pure beauty in these shots, so clear that I believe I am smelling the wetting of the brush. And you used one of my all-time favorite words in the title: Chaparral. Isn't it exquisite, hearkening back to another time almost...
I'm always lamenting about the lack of fall colors in California but you found some and captured them beautifully. I guess hardwood trees aren't the only places to find beauty. The rain adds to the wonderful feel. Great stuff!!!!
Oh I love these. Those warm, vivid colours of the vegetation played against the soft grey weather tones. And those subtly sequined highlights on the windscreen! Mmmmm. Can I just ride along in this magic bubble, cozy and warm, lulled by the hissing of the tires on the wet pavement and the wipers keeping time to the heartbeat of the landscape? I come from the land of rain, but the colours there are mute whereas these of the chaparral sing aloud.
I've just been sitting and looking at these photos. I kept scrolling up and down. I decided that the fourth one down captured, for me, anyway, that feeling of being on the road and never wanting to stop. And then, the next to last one. That looks like some place I would have stopped at, to catch my breath. Gorgeous.
What a lovely series! Colours do pop in all that blueish grey. I guess today is the last day of summer, storms are expeted tomorrow. No transition at all here, it's crazy!
Hello dearest ...:o) Every photos,every colors,every compo are beautiful poetry,you touch my heart,my soul,my eyes...Thank you thank you...you give me a lot with these images...♥ All my best thoughts...
Music for our eyes, a little wistful, the kind of day where one wants to get back in front of a fireplace with a good book, hot tea, and enjoy the patter of the rain on the roof...
ReplyDeleteWhat did Simon and Garfunkel sing ?
"I listen to the drizzle of the rain,
Like a memory it fals...
Soft and warm, continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls..."
Anyway, better rain than brushfires. Hope all is good with you.
You captured pure beauty in these shots, so clear that I believe I am smelling the wetting of the brush. And you used one of my all-time favorite words in the title: Chaparral. Isn't it exquisite, hearkening back to another time almost...
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and full of mood. It makes me want to go camping!
ReplyDeleteWe are only missing the creosote...
ReplyDeleteOh my, so beautiful. I never thought I would be homesick but sometimes your photos do that to me.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful shots. Is the plant in the first shot a Fouquieria?
ReplyDeleteThat top photo just knocks me out. It seems truly spontaneous but at the same time, very well composed.
ReplyDeleteExcellent prospects, and ran with a quality, very well resolvistes exposure. A great job! A hug.
ReplyDeleteI'm always lamenting about the lack of fall colors in California but you found some and captured them beautifully. I guess hardwood trees aren't the only places to find beauty. The rain adds to the wonderful feel. Great stuff!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh I love these. Those warm, vivid colours of the vegetation played against the soft grey weather tones. And those subtly sequined highlights on the windscreen! Mmmmm. Can I just ride along in this magic bubble, cozy and warm, lulled by the hissing of the tires on the wet pavement and the wipers keeping time to the heartbeat of the landscape? I come from the land of rain, but the colours there are mute whereas these of the chaparral sing aloud.
ReplyDeleteI've just been sitting and looking at these photos. I kept scrolling up and down. I decided that the fourth one down captured, for me, anyway, that feeling of being on the road and never wanting to stop. And then, the next to last one. That looks like some place I would have stopped at, to catch my breath. Gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely series! Colours do pop in all that blueish grey.
ReplyDeleteI guess today is the last day of summer, storms are expeted tomorrow. No transition at all here, it's crazy!
So beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBack again, for another dose of your particularly peaceful, easy feeling... You sure know how to transport us into other worlds.
ReplyDeleteIn the autumn rain standing in the rue
ReplyDelete2000 miles but a breath away from you
Hello dearest ...:o)
ReplyDeleteEvery photos,every colors,every compo are beautiful poetry,you touch my heart,my soul,my eyes...Thank you thank you...you give me a lot with these images...♥
All my best thoughts...
Goodness, even veiled in rain, the colours are so vivid and vibrant. Is this a route you drive often? Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteconsidering that there was very little light, you got some amazing colors!
ReplyDeleteExcellentPictures
ReplyDeletei long for these colours, for this rain...
ReplyDeletei have only clumsy words here, i am sorry - i just want to contemplate, in the soft silence of the images...