A couple of weeks ago our friend A. from Berkeley came to visit. We went to The Baylands in Palo Alto and D. took these pics.
Our friend A.
Looking west. Not a breath of air was stirring, and the water was like a millpond.
Why was there a fire alarm and sprinkler in the parking lot?
Not just any fence, but a Fantastic Fence prevents access to the PG&E power lines crossing the marsh.
Snails in the low tide mud, munching on algae and other microscopic life. They appear to be the non-native Eastern mud snail, Ilyanassa obsoleta.
I wonder how much of a deterrent this has been?
A white pelican soars overhead.
The zeppelin Airship Ventures drifts in for a landing at nearby Moffett Field.
Power lines stride south through the marsh toward San Jose.
♪♫♪ "Pictures of Lily" ♪♫♪, or, in this case, carvings of Lily, on the boardwalk railing.
Looking east to the Diablo Range and the unusually flat water in the Bay.
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I took these pics.
Baylands marsh, Bay flat as a pancake, Coyote Hills, Diablo Range.
A northern harrier perches on one of the high tension towers, checking out the scene.
Powerlines stride north through the marsh toward San Francisco.