I have been amazingly busy lately. I feel like I've got so many things to share with you. Unfortunately the "amazingly busy" part translates into not a lot of writing time. I'm assuming with Thanksgiving approaching this week, many of you are also busy with cooking and family time.
I've shared a lot of beach pictures with you here on 24 (since I spend a lot of time at the beach). I've also shared a lot of stories about the insanity of Money Town and all the plastic, affluent, people who live there. Today I thought I'd show you a side of Orange County that many people don't realize exists.
Last weekend I desperately needed a break from my "To-Do List" (which is running about four hundred and fifty pages long right now). I decided to go for a hike in our canyon. There's a path right behind our house that leads down into the wilderness.
It was a beautiful day. We actually had clouds … clouds in the sky are not as common here as you might think. I couldn't get over the clouds!
The path into the canyon begins as if it's intending to take you somewhere.
Then, after awhile, it just sort of exists. In fact, it splits into a myriad of trails heading up, down, and sideways throughout the canyon. We picked one randomly.
This trail went past a little pond. My kids used to spend time at the pond catching pollywogs and frogs. Now they're too big for such pursuits. (Sniff, sniff!)
A mountain lion was spotted in our canyon, fairly close to our house, recently. It's not an unusual occurrence here. In fact, it happens all the time. At one point I kept hearing something near us in the bushes.
"Go away scary thing!" I yelled at the brush.
"It's probably a squirrel," smirked Briefcase.
I want my readers to know it was a Big Scary Something and not a squirrel. Squirrels do not make loud noises in the brush and they don't walk along with you while hidden in the brush. (Deer would run away a Big Scary Something would not!)
Of course, the dogs (and my yelling?) eventually scared it away. The only wildlife I actually saw during our hike was a hummingbird.
We get a lot of hummingbirds here. (Yes, even in November.)
The prickly pear cacti are bearing fruit right now.
Have you ever eaten a prickly pear? I have. I wonder who the first person was who realized they're edible under all those cacti thorns?
Someone might have gotten hot and decided to play in mud puddles.
One trail leads to another trail. We went down, we went up, we went all over the place. Is it possible to get lost just a few miles behind your own house? I think it is.
Things are pretty dry right now. We need rain. We need all the brown to turn to green.
From the bottom of the canyon I realized the hike back UP and out of the canyon would be a lot more work than the hike down.
I've mentioned the lake behind my house several times in my writing. We hiked right past it on our way home. I usually look down at it from my backyard. It was our last stop before we hiked out of the canyon.
The hike out? It felt like we were climbing straight up. In fact, I think we were!
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