Monday’s Path…Jockey Hollow

This path is one I long for at the end of a very dry summer with no hint of fall…standard for the central California coast. We need some moisture. Took this photo of Jockey Hollow, a federal park near where I grew up in New Jersey. Yes, we have woods in Jersey along with aContinue reading “Monday’s Path…Jockey Hollow”

A Path Speaks…

Follow me. Stay within the boundaries. Wander. A path speaks to us. Of course, some people might not hear it all. For me, I enjoy the invitation. Above are some paths I met this week. Some background: The Continental Army–the guys who fought the British during the American Revolutionary War–camped at Jockey Hollow, near Morristown, NewContinue reading “A Path Speaks…”