First, a lovely shot from our Autumn walk the last weekend.
And now just back from a walk, out rather late we went up the ridge a little ways, by the high vineyard, (um… which is sorely lacking a vineyard for the present)…
Then we turned around , and went into the woods. Here , knitting poised on a log, and with not much progress from the last photo of it….
Then we decided to explore and left the trail, began crawling through and over all sorts of things, collecting all sorts of burrs and stuff in our hair, to scout out new places.
 Oh look! Another huge mushroom growing from a dead tree!
 And then….
… we ended up at a rather tall henge-like rock out-cropping I did not recognize.
(I’ll take another photo of this place another time soon, in the mist, for affect).
Seriously though, with different angles to the familiar places, I thought there for a few minutes we were lost. (not really that would be rather impossible)Â A glance easterly and I see Mt Diablo in the distance, a good bearing.
Then I knew where we were exactly and that there’d be close by the old dilapidated bench from one of the abandoned old shacks nearby….
Sure enough, after scrambling through a few bushes, there it was !
A great little secret picnic & knitting spot, wouldn’t you say?
Have you been out on any walks this Autumn yet?
It rained again, and the moss is glowing !
The really remarkable thing is, that while we were walking in the woods, I was knitting the very colors of the moss on oak bark, and it took me by surprise how much I reflect the colors of my surroundings.
