California oak savanna.

Many years ago, when I came to California from upstate New York, I fell head-over-heels in love with California’s oak savanna grasslands. At that time I drew them as large pastels. As I expand my hikes to new-to-me trails, these images sweetly remind me of that work.

Here in California

The fruit hangs heavy on the vine

There's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya

And the hills turn brown in the summertime

(Kate Wolf)