On Saturday, Marcia and I went for a hike at the Jack London park in Glen Ellen. We saw the ruins of the house of a famous writer, a mountain, vineyards, lots of dragonflies, and lizards–including the blue-tailed skink. We tasted blackberries along the trail, side-stepped poison oak, and were almost attacked by a giant butterfly. Then we ate our sandwiches by a green lake. Finally, on the way back, we had a good long look at a baby deer. It reminded me of Quill.

Pictures:

Woman sketching the park.

Old tree.

The green lake

Weird thing sitting in the lake. Marcia and I couldn’t figure out what Jack London used it for.

Another shot of the lake.

Red dragonfly