This weekend I saw something I don't see very often. I saw blue birds; that is birds that are blue. I don't really know what kind of bird this is but I imagine someone out there visiting here knows. Yes?
I found a stairway to a little piece of heaven.
I love the smell of the seashore and the blunt scents of the oils, decaying woods, painted metal, and accumulations of cargoes and diesel. As I trained my camera across the Carquinez Strait, I discovered another little piece of heaven again, the ship below. I couldn't read its name from that far distance but I had a great surprise waiting for me when I returned home.
Several years ago, I spent the night on a California Maritime Academy training ship, The Golden Bear, after celebrating the retirement of the Dean of the Academy. Tonight I was examining the picture and tried closing in on the name of the ship and to my surprise discovered it was the Golden Bear of my memory.
Gives new meaning to the phrase "dry dock".
Carquinez Bridges - old and new
Getting in and out and OVER Crockett, CA
There is one way in and one way out of Port Costa, a tiny little enclave of businesses and homes just east of Crockett. Free and rebellious spirits live here.
The very unexpected St. Patrick's Catholic Mission Church.
It's the only church in town.
All ready for Christmas
And just up the road, as you enter the town, we saw these signs. I caught the pictures on our way out.
We got a good laugh out of them. It was a hoot finding these uber-anti-government signs in this part of California.
On the way back towards Crockett, we enjoyed a glorious view of the Carquinez Strait and the gently bending grass revealed another hidden surprise waiting to be discovered.
This old truck was caught on the fly as we drove past it.
Just like the towns of Crockett and Port Costa, the old girl still runs.