When I visited La Quinta back on August 12, it was my first time. I drove down two main thoroughfares for many miles, and all I saw were golf resorts, condominium resorts, and monster homes behind huge fences and gates.
They also had the most beautiful and immaculately maintained medians and road sides.
I would not mind being a homeless person over there, although come to think of it, I didn’t see a single homeless person on a street corner asking for food and money. Hmmm. Maybe being homeless is against the city code….
Well, anyway, this was the most beautiful gate I saw, and it might rank as the most beautiful gate I’ve ever seen in my life:
It’s common to see memorials along roadsides where someone has died, usually from an accident involving bicyclists, motorcycles, cars, and trucks.
When I was out in the Southern California high desert near Borrego Springs traipsing around looking at sculptures of prehistoric wildlife (see previous post), I found a memorial that was quite a distance from any road.
There was no name on the marker but the dates indicated that the person was just 21 years and 3 days old. RIP, whoever you are.
My thinking in that regard is that the person probably was coming from Mexico to try to make a better life in the United States. The area in the high desert near Borrego Springs and Palm Springs is known as an entry point for Mexican nationals attempting to make their way into the United States for work. Unfortunately, it can get extremely hot in the desert, and without water and appropriate protection, deaths from exposure, even at night, are way too common.
When I was growing up in South Texas, dust storms were as common as the heat, humidity, and hurricanes.
Here in San Diego, not so much.
However, over in the Southern California high desert one can catch dust storms if you’re lucky.
Here’s one near the Salton Sea:
The high desert is an important agricultural region in Southern California. With its Mediterranean climate and rich soils, all it needs is a steady source of water, and the many irrigation canals and reservoirs are usually able to supply it. The three-year drought that Southern California is suffering is, however, affecting the agriculture industry.
Many years ago, I bought a home out in the East San Diego County boondocks. When I had the housewarming party, the directions included “turn left at the big red barn.” One of my friends was from the Philippines and had never seen a big red barn. He told me when he arrived that he stopped to take a picture of it.
Every time I see a big red barn, I think of him, and today I stopped to take a picture of the big red barn that I found. Looks like this:
Of course, having grown up in a small farming and ranching community in South Texas, barns were everywhere. I won’t tell you what all I did in Texas barns, but pretty much every first in a young man’s life for me was “accomplished” in a Texas barn.
I think buildings, especially old buildings, lend themselves well to HDR and near-HDR photo processing. One of my favorite photo editors is by Topaz, specifically their Topaz Adjust 5 suite. I used it on the above photo, choosing the “Spicify” preset in the “Vibrant Collection” effect.
I lived in Brigham City, Utah, after my dad committed suicide, from 1961-1965.
Not too far from where we lived was a Thiokol plant, a gravel pit, and a railroad yard—lots of heavy industry.
That heavy industry created in me an appreciation and fascination with heavy industry, so whenever I’m out and about, and come across heavy industry, even if I don’t have a clue what it is, well, pictures of it are going to make their way into my photograph collection.
I traveled all the way up to Los Angeles and then headed east about sixty miles, to get these pictures of heavy industry in and around Pomona: