CA
CALIFORNIA
Salt Lake City stopover
San Francisco
Lunch met/with Marcia, Henry & Seth
Golden Gate Bridge
The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always. No one has ever successfully painted or photographed a redwood tree. The feeling they produce is not transferable. From them comes silence and awe. It's not only their unbelievable stature, nor the color which seems to shift and vary under your eyes, no, they are not like any trees we know, they are ambassadors from another time. They have the mystery of ferns that disappeared a million years ago into the coal of the carboniferous era. They carry their own light and shade. The vainest, most slap-happy and irreverent of men, in the presence of redwoods, goes under a spell of wonder and respect. Respect ‑ that's the word. One feels the need to bow to unquestioned sovereigns.
John Steinbeck: Travels with Charley
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