In February 2020, I went up to the Kings River where they have a program to raise trout and then get the public to help in releasing them. They knew I was coming so they got some cute kids to help out, which was fun. But most of volunteer fry “handlers” were strange old codgers who A: Didn’t want me to interview them and B: Didn’t want their photos taken and C: Scurried off with their fry buckets to salt their “secret” fishing spots on the river and did NOT want me following them. Fisher people are a weird bunch.

This guy was sunning himself as I rode by on my bike. I stopped to take a photo and then an old guy stopped, all excited, saying the group he bikes with always competes to see who can get a photo of the “first spring snake.” So I got a shot of him getting a shot of the snake. But, really, I was the first one!

April 2020, I busted quarantine to get shots after a storm.

I like taking pictures of hearts I find in random places.

April 2019 was a good water year and all along the Kern River, wildlife flourished.

I love this photo. I was riding my bike along the Kern River in April 2019 and saw a grandpa with a pack of grandkids who could NOT be kept out of the river even though it was still pretty chilly. A sunny day with kids, water and a rope swing. What more does anyone need?

The clouds looked like a genie escaping its bottle one February evening in 2020.

I walk the dogs early in the morning and, in the valley that means fog. I liked how the fog seemed to capture the light from this streetlamp in a bubble.