Copps Quarry

Getting out with fellow photographers helps me get a different outlook on life. It is time for me to relax. It is time to look outward. Stop worrying about family who seem to think I can wave a wand, and abracadabra all their wants will be delivered. All mysteries of the universe revealed by me. I am so powerful. Not!

Since my Dad passed away in September much time is spent with my Mom. Luckily my dog, Libby joins me most days. On Fridays I watch grandkids, and my one year old entertains residents at the assisted living facility with my Mom. So to get out of this routine I set aside at least one day a week to photography.

This time we explored a new place for me. Copp’s Quarry provided granite to San Francisco and Stockton for buildings. Closed in 1915 I explored narrow walking paths dotted with granite partially cut, a meandering creek, and Indian grinding rocks.

Lots of fungus among us.

Monochromatic fungi found on a tree stump

Love the texture of these mushrooms

A close-up look at nature reveals faces to me.

Splashes of color grab my attention.

White clouds reflection

Pops of orange

Swatch of red

Green and blue complements

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And now I have come to the end of this set of images.

Thank you for joining me on my recounted afternoon photo journey. Any words from you are always welcomed.

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