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Sunday: Sutter Buttes
[OT from cottage renovations]
though some will doubt that I'm capable of such an utterance, there really does come a time at the end of the day when enough packets have been collected, a time when it's not unreasonable to switch off data radios and shut down laptops, to trade sniffage for sightseeing and to take in the sense of the country through which the railroad runs.
Binney Junction affords a distant view of the buttes so it was an obvious choice to head over in their general direction to get a closer look.
(click through these thumbnails for higher resolution images)
Sutter Buttes
it may not be a good idea to start off with double double images images but while going through these I couldn't choose between them: the composition was better in one and the lighting better in the other.
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I can't really help it: rural California has a charm against which I have little or no power of resistance.
the golden grasses, the hillsides dotted with live oaks, the combination of open spaces and vertical relief: it's not home, not the way the Grove is, but the connection to it is real and renewing it does me good.
the prospect through this simple and common gate pulls one in much more than it fences one out ...
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... and once again I can't keep from looking twice.
even the wasp galls on oak trees, though incubating their insects identically to their counterparts in Maryland, seem different.
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it must be the light, or some other quality that can be described only by its effect.
the details are just as iconic as the setting:
and the view is one of restful content.
as the afternoon sun begins to angle on down the shadows start to bring out more relief in the hillsides.
details, always details. the only way to end is with a look at these sections of wire fence.
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next and last: end of the day