Sometimes a sliver of time can capture the immensity of our world. Joshua Harden found himself immersed in the primordial and other-worldly environment of the Sinkyone Wilderness, Mendocino County’s very own stretch of the legendary Lost Coast.
They stumbled on a little shack, festooned with vines, door ajar, windows dusty with time. Miltmore said, “There was something enchanting about this beautiful, yet run-down little building, sitting just a little off of the main road.”
“The blackberries, the wild radish seed pods, the fried egg plant flowers just scream fall.”
“Mendocino County photographer Eric Burch was not in much of a “photographic frame of mind” on Saturday, August 21, but he wanted to go on a drive. Over a decade ago, Burch remembered traveling the Philo-Greenwood Road, narrow and winding, and he had a yearning to return.”
Burch watched the surfers score “pretty decent waves” paddling under a slightly smoky sky darkened by wildfire smoke blanketing the region.
Kevin Hofer and a friend launched off the Point Arena Pier on Tuesday, July 27, 2021, kayak fishing for rockfish and lingcod. Bobbing in the tide, hoping for a bite, Hofer and his friend nudged against one of the Earth’s sea-born, mammalian behemoths, the gray whale.
Vultures are a prime example of the wonderful world of collective nouns within the animal kingdom. As per ConservationAfrica.net, a group of vultures while perched in a tree can be called a “committee,” a “venue,” or sometimes a “volt.” When vultures are feeding on a carcass, they are referred to as a “wake.”
The squirrel instantly transitioned from a story-book creature to a figure in an Edvard Munch painting with its face locked in a silent shriek and body trembling in the wake of a promised snack that proved unfounded.
This Day in MendoHistory: June 28, 1915- Volunteer Firefighters Extinguish Roof Fire at Jarvis House
“Local citizens turned out in large numbers, and the fire company volunteers were quick in getting to the fire engine house on Main Street and hauling out the fire apparatus.”
In the shifting light of early evening, my wife and I peered upward into our backyard redwood tree and caught a glimpse of a slumbering Barn Owl.