Simple routines, spectacular beauty…
One has to say the commute scenery can get quite beautiful on a stormy day. Normally this is “are we there yet” part of the commute having been spoilt by lush Valley Oak forests, vineyards, and the preserve.
The lone stretch of Thorton Road isn’t a tourist spot but an average shot of what makes up the commute.
Folks leave trash here – last big item was a shredded jet ski. The tree is a bit burned and the ground rough enough to fear a flat tyre.
Worthwhile risk for the shot. Thoughts?