Yosemite National Park

10/16/12 Tuesday at Grants Pass,OR (Henderson’s Line Up shop)

John and Trish at Twain Harte,CA

We left the house at 10 am and arrived at the park by noon. Roni drove, in her fun Volvo convertible. Boy, does that car hug the road! It’s a two door, so sweet, patient John was relegated to the back seat. Meanwhile, Roni and I shared many more stories of the Cowells as we know them. We stopped along the road (they have lots of places to pull your vehicle off) to take photos and simply absorb the beauty.

The Gold Country (Gold for the gold grasses as well as the metal found here).  In the Spring, the grass is green, but turns gold in fall and winter.

Water, as it flows from the Sierra Nevadas (Hetch Hetchy) to California.

Mountains seen from the “Rim of the World”

Bridal Veil Falls, named because of the filmy veil of water caused by the wind

El Capitan

El Capitan, close up (heart I saw in it)

Merced (Mercy) River scene

John dropped his lens cap in the river (from a bridge), then realized it would float under the bridge to a rocky/sandy spot and ran there to get it. Victory!

Half Dome reflected in Merced River

Half Dome reflected in Mirror Lake – not really, since Mirror Lake is the dry sand in the foreground.

Close up of Half Dome

Fall Leaves

Roni in the Ahwahnee Hotel, built in 1927

Squirrel in Yosemite (white marking on neck). I saw pure gray squirrels with long fluffy tails too.

After such a big day, we finally got back (it took at least 2 hours to get back from Yosemite) at 7 pm, Roni wanted to treat us to dinner. We ate at La Jacinda, a wonderful Mexican restaurant in Twain Harte. Excellent spicy, tasty food – all of it. Even a Mexican cheese on the beans. At home we relaxed for a bit then hit the sack.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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