scene along the path

The fritillaria are blooming.  The tea tree branches needed rebracing and elevating to accomodate those of a higher altitude.

night garden

Growing vegetables is a challenge.  A variety of critters other than the intended want to help themselves to the produce.  It's hard to do the necessary work to bring organic food from soil to supper, only to have it ravaged in the middle of the night by slugs, snails, squirrels and who knows what else.  I've been going out at night armed with a flashlight to pick babosa (slugs) and caracol (snails).  I also put out platters of beer to attract them, and this morning I noticed one of the platters had been licked clean...perhaps that explains the glow in the eyes of our feline nocturnal visitor.

washing down the greenhouse roof

Now that the Basin complex fire in Big Sur is over, we can rinse the ash and recurring gull calling cards off the roof.  Everywhere else in California it's summer.  Here it's maritime. 

Bounty sailing by

If I were isolated here by shipwreck,  or marooned by pirates, I mighta lit a signal fire, and then again I might not.  But I wanted a closer look at the Bounty as she sailed south from Monterey.  It was a hazy day, and they passed like ghost ships.  Yes, there were two ships sailing, but the other was even further out towards the horizon.