In the early morning rain.

I woke realising it was raining still, and it was early. I had passed by this little street that oddly enters a public park and abruptly ends. The light bluish paint on the last garage was waiting for the right light, and I knew it would come. Only 30 mins, there and back, but I am oddly happy with the image. It seems to say something quiet about summer, and early morning rain.

Looking towards Hollywood.

On a long road trip from Canada to the end of California. Several well known sites from perspectives other than the usual.

A stick in the forest.

A path through the woodlands between the farms.