Leo Carrillo Ranch

Small family hike as we spy on the peacocks, and unsuspectedly come across about six babies, spending some scratching and lurching the water for lunch. Leo Carrillo Ranch is certainly a look back into the younger future of California, with the adobes, the ranch houses, the “western life.”

I miss the smell of sage, black and white, the other coastal canyon plants. I miss the yuccas and the sword-like agave, also known as the century plant (have no idea why), each of the stem flowers flowering once and then dying.

I rub the hand against dust, press some into open cuts. Always adding more and changing piece by piece.

     

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About blpawelek

Dad, hiker, writer.
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