Posted on November 23, 2007 in Biomes Hiking Photos
Because my favorite trails have been burned over and closed, I have been pressed to find other places to press the impressions of my soles. Last Sunday, I went with Lynn and three friends to Caspers Wilderness near San Juan Capistrano.
Yellow grasses were in plentitude and the sycamores bright.
When I turned to capture the silhouette of the distant ridges, I found myself in a landscape like those painted by [[Henri_Rousseau|Rousseau]]. Remember that the word “jungle” means “uncleared land”. And by that definition, there was plenty of jungle here.
This land will also have its day of ravenous orange and terrifying black, but today, under the oaks, the world was dryly moist and dusty green.