The more I have looked at this, the more interesting it has gotten to me. I got this one shot only from the car, as we took Maxwell Road toward Hwy 5 in the valley. I don't know what it is, or if it is still in use, but it makes wonderful silhouetted patterns in this light. I guess the three symmetrical heaps are associated with it: coal, gravel? So much to see, so much to do. So much to understand. I am feeling overwhelmed right about now, trying to fit all my California birds, haiku, art and writer's events into our time here. Along with broken bridgework, medical checkups and actual writing and sketching. I never have decided yet what I wanted to be when I grew up. I do know I don't care for cooking.
