Murphys July 4th
Music in the Park on July 4th in Murphys was a hit with all ages. So many happy kids dancing with one another and their parents / grandparents. Photo quality not up to snuff as was hanging out in back with friends, a glass of wine and my iPhone.
Remember dancing with Daddy?
Merita Callaway – with the Face paint – is our County Supervisor and a regular at many town events. Very accessible lady.
Staying in the stream on a hot day till your lips turn blue and you’re simply chattering – memories for me of days at the beach.Staying in the stream on a hot day till your lips turn blue and you’re simply chattering – memories for me of days at the beach.
Yummy food for sale so that the line (standing folks) to the food hut goes off the side of the pic. Our food hut is just at the kayak raffle (thanks to Sierra Nevada Adventure Company’s yearly generous donation of a new kayak!). Oh, and you can’t live here and not own a camp chair :-)
Robust fireworks display followed on the 5th eve at Ironstone.
Changes, changes. Considering monetizing the blog just a wee tad – I still hate ads everywhere. But, I really do stand behind and recommend certain products here on Facebook, G+ and other areas. Crafter’s always want to know what brands and items and where to get them – and, I am already an avid supporter of the ones I use and have been linking them. Living rurally, also a big shopper on Amazon and eBay. So, I’m joining affiliate programs and will go back and link the products I buy and am truly comfortable recommending. I’ll toss in the books I enjoy as well. Hadn’t been posting recently while I considered if I wanted to continue to put the time into a blog (I do like leaving the computer and going out!) and if I should change my “no ads” stance. I expect peanuts, perhaps a dinner or lunch out per year (how many folks will click on the link and add to cart – not wish list – then buy?). This is an experiment, but know that I am searching the products I use to find links. You’ll perhaps see a few product reviews for things I’ve been meaning to share with other writers and bloggers. Not every post will have links (promise!). Stay tuned.
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Given it is April and my last post says “Is it March already? – I guess you can tell it’s been a busy few months! Murphys Irish Days is always happening here and this year was no different. Often the audience is more dressed up than some of those in the parade. The Girl Scouts were out with their cookies, two roller derby teams (which I’d not seen before) skated by, Ken dragged out his kilt as he does each year, my faves the Bernese Mountain dogs were all dressed up (but hard to shoot as kids love walking alongside and around that group), the army jeeps were dousing the crowd with water from their mounted “guns” and the grocery store showed up with a gigantic (and noisy) hot rod cart. Thank you as always to our diligent “pooper scooper” group that does their best given the proliferation of well fed horses in the parade!
It was a beautiful day and we were packed to the edges of town.
Love the taps on the sneakers for one of the dancing groups!
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Decent weather + friends in town = great day to take Ironstone Vineyards tour.
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I believe I’ve mentioned that many trips – the dentist, doctor, shopping, or meetings – require a beautiful jaunt “over the mountains and through the woods” to get to the town of Sonora. It’s becoming the area superstore mecca boasting a Lowes, Walmart, Kohls, JoAnn, Orchard, Ross, TJMaxx, Staples and more. Murphys’ family owned stores (shop local!) provide the majority of what we need, but for things like specific HP Printer ink or one inch binder clips – a trek to Staples is called for. About 20 miles and 40 or so minutes of curvy roads and stunning scenery comprise the trip. I finally remembered to drag my camera along when bounding out to make my dentist appointment.
The Parrot’s Ferry Bridge takes me across the upper reaches of New Melones Resevoir (a~ 20 square mile manmade lake built by the U.S. Bureau of Water Reclamation with the installation of the New Melones Dam; extensive hiking paths, camping and recreational activities available).
Growing up on an ocean, I’d call these watermarks tide lines.
This shot and the opening shot were both taken from the same spot, same time – amazing how looking into clouds and the sun given a whole different feel to the day. (All shots were the same return trip, didn’t touch up the opening shot at all, added some saturation to the one above as it was a bit washed out from the sun).
As impressive as the trip is, I’m always so happy to relax back at home with a view of sunset from the back deck. (Above shot is also “straight from the camera” – completely nature’s colors).
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Playing with clouds, light, sepia and saturation this week. Lovely formations, but alas, not a drop.
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THANK YOU CALFIRE!
Murphys Penn Fire was much too close for comfort. Returning from Sonora Wednesday, I wasn’t certain I’d be allowed back to my home (residents only were) – or that it was even a good idea to go there. Immediately started packing the car (kitty items first), found out which local motels take pets (had an appointment Thursday here I didn’t want to miss, so although many friends offered, I wanted to stay close) and touched base with the neighbors. Then there was nothing else to do but wait – so I grabbed the camera. A bit shaky, not my best shots or editing.
View over my pump house.
Thursday’s reports had the fire at 200 acres although it’s been reassessed to 134 acres burned. As I write this, it is 90% contained, with full containment expected later today. The report shows Total Fire Personnel of 330, with 317 CAL FIRE. Thank you also to the supporting agencies: California Highway Patrol, US Forest Service, National Park Service, Murphys Fire Department, Calaveras County Sheriff’s Department, Altaville Melones Fire, Ebbetts Pass Fire, California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation, Pacific Gas and Electric and Northern California Power Agency.
Our heroes (taken from my front or back porch, thus one side clear, one smokey). So many more than the air crew were involved – Thank you again to all of our heroes.
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The last time I mentioned Anna’s hummingbirds, I was lamenting the end of March snowstorm and their disappearance.
Well, there is a profusion of them swarming the feeders and exuberantly gobbling up sugar at the rate of five pounds plus per week.
Thought you might enjoy seeing their return.
The mobs of luminous little birds speeding from feeder to feeder, flaring their tails and clicking to one another are mesmerizing.
Californians (or folks looking to travel) book your calendar – Murphys’ Dia de los Muertos is on for Nov 3 & 4 this year. See last year’s photos if you’re curious.
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A surprise Flanders Poppy coming up in one of the veggie beds – was a windy day and a tad difficult to keep in focus.
There are a few things I’ve not had success with here in my little mountain home. For one, I’d like decent photos of the various birds that come by. But, most are pretty skittish and take off at the whisper of sound or hint of movement. Today, I get to check another off my list.
I hadn’t really anchored the row cover on my veggies as well as I should (1 inch binder clips work, but they’re not to be had locally and I haven’t taken the 40 minute shopping drive just for them). So, I check it in the mornings and realign the bricks holding it down. I’m told my deer fence you see in progress will be finished Monday (fingers crossed).
Spotted a California Quail behind the compost bins, held my breath and ran for the camera. They shuttled off into the shrubs, unseen through the lense, while I went immobile and, quietly, shallowly breathed until they ventured out. Even raising the camera was an exercise in slow motion.
Mr. Quail stays out in the open, watching, while Mrs. Quail hides and dines in more protected areas.
My brain was screaming the command – “Get away from the hose!” (it’s kinda ugly in a shot, you have to admit) but he simply ignored me.
Aren’t they a cute couple? (I’d better put up some “No Hunting / No Trapping” signs).
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