Saturday, May 9, 2020

A Walk Through Yosemite




Bright and early began a journey that my husband and I would take. A journey that would take us deep into the woods of Yosemite. Here we were after taking a plane to the other side of the country quite literally and then taking a four hour journey from San Francisco to Yosemite in the little fiesta we rented. It was quite something. With the windy roads and this little car taking us up mountain roads. As I peered out the windows, I saw breathtaking views. Views right out of a movie. We passed through little mountain towns of only a few thousand people. Forests that appeared to have been toasted by flames that ravished through. We stopped at some view points along the way. The images are forever
imprinted in my memory.

                                                                                                                                                      

There was something freeing about being deep in the forest. The coolness washing over my skin. The sound of birds echoing in my ears. The wild beauty. And to view that beauty came with choices. I wanted to see everything, but with four hours to drive back home in one day, there had to be limits. The first hike of choice to see the lower and upper falls was advanced, but after accessing the level of my husband and my capabilities (me wearing an ankle brace after spraining my ankle), we opted for Mirror Lake. We did take a short loop for the light hearted just to see the waterfalls from afar which you can see below.  

                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                                                                                    



And this is how the journey to Mirror Lake began. The sky was starting to darken. The rain fell on my face and my heart sank. I waited ten years to be here. We drove four hours to get here. This can't happen! I said a prayer and we didn't turn back. To Chronicle this journey is the picture above that shows the darkened sky. When the rain lifted, the realization hit that we weren't exactly sure if we were headed in the right direction. There were no signs in sight. The suspense of possibly ending up no where made the hour drag on, but then other hikers confirmed that Mirror Lake was indeed within grasp. As the sky cleared up, continue on to see what we saw along the way. 






And a couple hours later, this is what we witnessed. The sky was now a beautiful blue and even more beautiful was the mountain scene and the greenish hue of the water. I simply couldn't get enough of the view. 


Just as we got back to the car and started to head off to eat, the rain began. I thanked the Lord for answering my prayers. To bring this journey to completion, a rainbow spanned across the mountain range. My husband turned around the car just so I could get a picture to share with everyone of what we saw that day. I hope that one day you will get the chance to see this wonder and if you have, please share a comment about your adventure.

Friday, May 1, 2020

Japanese Tea Garden San Francisco


Peaceful, tranquil, serene...these are the words that describe the Japanese Tea Garden in the Golden Gate State Park, San Francisco. Popping with color and a vibrancy that is pleasing to the eye, it was an experience I will always remember. It was well attended most clearly and I breathed in with wonder as my husband and I crossed over the bridge, viewed the pagodas, and threaded upon the stone paths. 

I quote from the Japanese Tea Garden's website: "Today, the Japanese Tea Garden endures as one of the most popular attractions in San Francisco, featuring classic elements such as an arched drum bridge, pagodas, stone lanterns, stepping stone paths, native Japanese plants, serene koi ponds and a zen garden."



Check it out: https://www.japaneseteagardensf.com 


So how did this garden get its start you may ask? Well, it began as part of the World Fair. The California Midwinter International Exposition of 1894. It was originally called the Japanese Village and Tea Garden. Mr. Hagiwara, a Japanese landscape architect, took the initial one acre and poured his heart into creating 5 acres of beauty which makes up what we see today. And there he stayed with his family til 1942. It was then with great sadness that they were forced to move into internment camps along with 120,000 other Japanese Americans. 

 A traveling tip is that if you arrive before 10 am every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, you get free admission. My husband and I literally entered three minutes before 10! (It is closed until further notice due to COV 19. Hope you enjoy these photos from my visit in March).

Enjoy a walk through the gardens....




Check back in a week or two to see flashbacks from me and my husband's adventures in California!