Old Woman Springs Road is officially known as state route 247, but the more descriptive name is like listening to a story. I have read it was called this because the surveyor Colonel Henry Washington encountered elderly Native American women near the springs that run along this route.
The view on the drive from Lucerne Valley to Joshua Tree was quite scenic.
The slideshow below is a visual of the drive along State Route 247 on day in late September.
The video shows the drive on SR 247 to Joshua Tree.
Annie the Manx cat is a tuxedo cat with adorable white paws.
Below is a video of Annie the cat walking around her garden in February of 2016. Next week the garden is going to be spruced back up for spring, but at the moment it is dormant, except for a bountiful rosemary bush growing within its confines.
I captured this photograph with my cell phone as I was riding my bike home during a heavy deluge. So yes, the cell phone camera is definitely handy. This was just the beginning of the rain storm, and the water truly began to fill up the storm drains later in the day.
Today the letter Z is for the zebra shirt I created. This A to Z Challenge has been about sharing things that caught my eye, and my art projects, so I decided to conclude the challenge with one of my favorite shirts. When I started making shirts with my own artwork I realized I had quite a bit of fun doing this, and that I was adding pieces to my wardrobe that I truly wanted to wear.
Some people will always complain that they have nothing to wear, but I like wearing shirts with my own artwork. Having your own sense of style is a good thing, and means you feel less pressure to look a certain way. I never really liked those shows where people tell others what to wear because I often thought the people who were put on those shows looked cute to begin with. However, that is just my take, and I like things that are not considered to be conventionally beautiful.
The one place I will always feel the most connected to is the San Bernardino Mountains. I grew up there, and even though I prefer living in the city, I do enjoy living close to where I can gaze up at the mountains each day. Years ago when I lived out on the California/Arizona border, I missed seeing my traverse mountain range each day on the horizon. What is a traverse mountain range, you ask? As much as I love looking at palm trees in the Inland Valley, my heart will always be drawn aloft to the pines on the mountains above.