At the beginning of 2012 we took a nice walk through the mountains just outside of Los Angeles.
It’s always nice to get out of the city. We live near the ocean, but I haven’t been up in the mountains for a long time. It always strikes me how much California geology and flora reminds me of Spain. It felt a lot like trips we would take to Cercedilla or to the Roman Road just to the north of Madrid. Or like the trips to the country estate of the family I lived with. Dry, arid, barren landscape that is still somehow verdant and appealing. It isn’t like Northern Michigan, with it’s lush greenery and harsh snow.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the photos!
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