Just south of the Alameda bridge, there are various ponds filled with muddy water from the Rio Grande, that reflect nicely on a still day.
I took a load of junk to the dump this morning and got drive by’s on the way home. The second photo is seagulls foraging through the trash after a bulldozer mixed it up. I couldn’t get close enough to get really clear shots of the seagulls, but they really are seagulls in the high desert, not just trash blowing around.
Are you finding yourself well rested, and full of energy after waking up to a clock showing the time an hour later than normal? I’m not. The photos in the series today were taken at 9:31 am, a little before noon (11:48 am) and at 7:09 pm.
When I noticed the contrails casting shadows on the clouds above them, I had to do a drive-by photo. The effect was so weird because I was heading east, the sun is still pretty far south, yet the shadows were cast on both sides of the contrails as if there were two light sources: the sun from the south and another light source from the northwest. Furthermore, for the contrails to cast shadows at all, it’s as if the sun were below the clouds. This is when things STOP making sense, you reach a DEAD END, the sun goes down, and you’re still confused.