The first week I was in California, I headed down south with my family to visit my grandparents for Christmas. Here's a Southern California day. Above, the gentle, rolling hills and green oak trees out the car window on 101 South.
James walking into the light.
The strawberry fields behind our hotel in Camarillo, across from the freeway and the outlet malls.
Neighborhood ivy.
Intersection on a walk at dusk.
The mysterious cloud of yellow light hovering across the freeway we spotted from the hotel parking lot at night. Airborne toxic event? Trapped lightwaves? Mirage? 
I enjoyed seeing your perspective on Camarillo.
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