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                            Good night, 2016
                        
                              

The last sunset of the year.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Congratulations Lidia and Dan!
                        
                              Headed for a moment of reflection at the Point Dume headlands on this last morning of the year when, oddly enough, rose petals:

And Champagne:


And Lidia and Dan, newly engaged:

Congratulations! And thank you for letting a random stranger tell this little bit of your story.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Rain and maybe more rain
                        
                              It rained enough that the creek in Solstice Canyon is running:

                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Weather on the way
                        
                              
There's talk of storms -- yes, with an "s".
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Sunset light
                        
                              
The trees? Again? Yes, the trees again.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Merry and brighter
                        
                              
The first day of the last leg of the Thanksgiving-to-New Year's marathon (am I missing a hyphen?) and it's c-c-c-cold. Birds everywhere perched and fluffed as they wait for the sun, which lingers a few minutes more today than yesterday.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Merry Christmas
                        
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Signs of Saturday: Hark! Bark!
                        
                              
It's Christmas Eve!!!
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Slipstream
                        
                              
Change of seasons, change of light.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Winter solstice
                        
                              The shortest day of the year -- and it's raining! Just the right atmosphere for a solstice party.

                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Endings
                        
                               
 
I'm sorry to report that this wonderful tree is also now gone. 
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Signs of Saturday: Deming
                        
                              
The remains of the gearbox of an old wind turbine in Solstice Canyon.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            The view from here this morning
                        
                              
Twelve hours of almost steady rain -- that was very, very nice.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Seeing, believing
                        
                              Sycamores, one source of the seasonal color so many insist Southern California doesn't have.

                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Another hawk
                        
                              
I always take a detour just to see this oak and this hawk.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Blues
                        
                              
Pretty sunset skies the last few nights...
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            There's talk of rain on Thursday
                        
                              
That feels like a long time to wait.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Signs of Saturday: No parking
                        
                              
Scofflaw.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            It's the weekend!
                        
                              Ahhh...

                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Thursday hawk
                        
                              
I love the early-morning all fluffed up against the cold hawk.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Wednesday cormorant
                        
                              
Green eyes -- who knew?
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Happy birthday, Tiny Labrador
                        
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Monday morning 
                        
                              
Fact: The sun rose.
                              
 
                              
                     
                     
                     
                     
                            Who knew?
                        
                              
The mechanics of the Tiny Labrador drinking, because who couldn't use a laugh just about now?