A springtime view of the Sierras just outside Reedley. (No I didn't walk clear over here.)
I've mentioned that sometimes I feel like a fish out of water in Reedley. But I never said I didn't love and appreciate the beauty. It never ends!
I've visited a number of places in the world, and I've lived in a lot of places. But, I must say, the countryside around Reedley is probably as picturesque as any place I've seen, or more so--at least for a few weeks in the spring before the smog hits. So, I'll relish it, soak it up while I can.
When it's gone, Jim and I will get out and head to the coast as often as possible, or above the smog as high as we can into the Sierras bordering our Valley. Sometimes we even hightail it down south to Los Angeles for fresh air and a little breeze, believe it or not!
Springtime in the Sierra foothills.
In the foothills looking for the California Happy Cows.
The happy cows are not in dairies, believe you me!
(PHOTOS COURTESY OF JIM)