“Fall is when my mind becomes sharper. Winter is when it becomes easier to be introspective. Spring is when I become totally aware of my love for everything in life. Summer is when I notice my daring energy, and use it. All seasons are beautiful, but different for each one of us.” (Yoko Ono)
Why yes, Southern California’s hoarfrost requires getting pretty damn close to it with a macro lens if you actually want to see the ice crystals. “You call that hoarfrost?!” I heard the ice crystals in the photo below scream from my January 2009 archives, in response to yesterday’s blog post.
A few impressions from waking up to the first snow at Reiter Alpe, and hiking back down into the valley via Schrecksteig, through autumnal forest.
I distinctly remember December 31st, 2014: snow fell all the way down to Temecula – a town that lies about 45 minutes north from here, and at an elevation of only about 1000 feet / 300 meters! This meant that “my tree” (the solitary Cottonwood at Lake Henshaw) would be in snow of course (it’s at an elevation of about 2800 feet / 850 meters) but back then, I missed the opportunity to photograph it because of a more important commitment. The thought of having a photo of the tree with snow though has haunted me every winter since…
Snow in San Diego! Impressions from a hike at Volcan Mountain Wilderness Preserve near Julian, San Diego County, California, during a winter storm.
Three photos from a winter hike at Volcan Mountain Wilderness Preserve near Julian, San Diego County, California, in January 2017.