Chicuarita Creek
September, 2007.

I spend a lot of time on the computer... A LOT of time. If I'm not at work, in front of the monitor for 8 hours a day, I'm at home in front of one for another 1-3 hours, editing my personal photos. I enjoy the latter and would love to be able to do it full-time.. but that is another post all in itself. As a result, I'm the pale-est I've ever been during the summer and my eyes are big as saucers. My bones creak when I move and I have the beginnings of tendonitis in my wrist. It's time to get outside.

Luckily, the place where I work buts up against a nature preserve called Chiquarita Creek. Not only do I love the name, but half of the running path that loops through it is canopied by gnarled sycamores and tall brush. I've seen coyotes wandering through, stopping to look at me quizzically as if to say, "What the hell are YOU doing here?"

After a few days of walking the trail on my lunch break, I brought my camera to bring a little of it home with me. It's my little piece of heaven at the moment.
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