Monday - September 22, 2005
Iím starting to feel
a little guilty. Catherineís off hiking Mount Whitney in a snow storm and
Iím home with the cat, baking brownies and drinking beer. I decided itís
time for a change so this morning I got out the weed whipper and started
clearing the hiking trail that I cut last year. Itís not much of a trail but
if I walk slowly, I can stretch my walk out to 20 minutes without having to
repeat myself. When I cut the trail I had lofty ambitions of running it
everyday though that ended when I started the new house construction.
Construction is done so Iím looking at resuming some sort of walking/jogging
The trail runs along a section of King Creek and goes up a hill to the upper
east border of our property. At the top I placed a park bench where I have a
nice view to the west and I can almost see the Pacific Ocean.
Iím not much at plant identification though I have learned to recognize
Poison Oak. Interestingly, Poison Oak is one of the few plants in our area
that display beautiful fall colors. The sycamore leaves donít change color
as much as they just seem to fade away and most of the oaks in our area are
evergreen. That leaves the Poison Oak with the responsibility of getting me
into the spirit of autumn.
I can also notice the change of season in the morning. Weíve had some nights
get down into the 30ís and Iíve even turned the heat on a couple of times.
By far, the most dramatic weather events we get at this time of year are the
Santa Anna winds. They normally start in October and at the location of our
new house, winds can reach 80 mph. Several of our neighbors have had windows
blow in so Iíve arranged to have hurricane shutters put on our north facing
Wind, fire and flood are our biggest concerns out here. In a month or two
Iíll start describing our flood prevention measures.
Tis the season to be itchy