Needless to say, we didn't stop for pie. It was scary.
We continued on, towards the Cleveland National forest, and ultimately the Borrego desert. I cannot imagine how people in wagons crossed the mountains and deserts to reach California. I am such a baby about my air conditioning. The roads were winding, and the scenery was outstanding. Here are a few photos of some stops we made along the way. Most of the other photos I took this week were of my sick tomato plants, and of my hideous sunless tanning fiasco, which I will not tell y'all about. Let's just say that there are streaks, and plenty of them.
I thought y'all would appreciate the scenery as much as we did :).
There were dragonflies at a lake we stopped at, and boy howdy, they were fast and hard to photograph. This is the least blurry picture...
When we first moved to southern California, I was really expecting it to be flat and arid, kind of like Texas. I was so wrong. There are mountains as far as the eye can see.
Obligatory self couple shot:
"You feelin' lucky, punk?"
Bees were definitely doing their job on Saturday, and thankfully left me alone.
I like this picture. Tony's a bit more creative than I am in terms of moving the frame of the photo. Ah, artistic vision. Too bad the right side of my brain dominates.
The landscape was definitely my favorite part of the trip. I will never get used to how beautiful southern California is!
Bonus: How cool are these flowers!?! I didn't even notice the pink stamen (Is that right? Probably not. I was never good at plant biology, nor do I have the desire to look it up. I'll just let Amber correct me tomorrow).
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