Locatelli Photography

Journal

"One touch of nature makes the whole world kin"

 
 A male Anna's hummingbird ( Calypte anna ) flashes its iridescent magenta head as it stretches its wings

A male Anna's hummingbird (Calypte anna) flashes its iridescent magenta head as it stretches its wings

A bird that lands upon a fence, tree, or roof in your yard may land in mine tomorrow, a month from now, or a few years from now. In that way we are kin, and we are all connected. The wilds of the world connect us all in ways we will never truly comprehend or appreciate until it is too late—whether it be by its demise or ours. 

 Two juvenile Anna's hummingbirds pack into a little lichen and web nest

Two juvenile Anna's hummingbirds pack into a little lichen and web nest

 A young scrub jay ( Aphelocoma californica ) perches on a lichen covered branch

A young scrub jay (Aphelocoma californica) perches on a lichen covered branch

I have few words for this journal post. Not much has changed for better or for worse. Instead I'd like to take this time to share with you some images I recently captured of this wonderful California spring we're having. In doing so I hope to make the world kin by sharing a touch of nature with you.  

 Silver lupine ( Lupinus albifrons ) grows amongst California poppies ( Eschscholzia californica ) on a hillside in Las Trampas Regional Wilderness

Silver lupine (Lupinus albifrons) grows amongst California poppies (Eschscholzia californica) on a hillside in Las Trampas Regional Wilderness

 A male Anna's hummingbird perched in San Ramon, California

A male Anna's hummingbird perched in San Ramon, California

 A western bluebird ( Sialia mexicana ) perched on a stake in a San Ramon neighborhood

A western bluebird (Sialia mexicana) perched on a stake in a San Ramon neighborhood

 A lone oak grows upon a grassy hill in San Ramon, California

A lone oak grows upon a grassy hill in San Ramon, California

 A western bluebird hovers over the grassy fields of Briones Regional Park in Martinez, California

A western bluebird hovers over the grassy fields of Briones Regional Park in Martinez, California

This post is written in honor of John Muir whose birthday is coming up in little over a week. 

I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news
— John Muir
 
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