Leaves turning, trees bare, color on grass.

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Please enjoy some photos. I took them this afternoon.

I don’t say much on this blog about who or where I am. My intention is to enjoy photography–and walking. ¬†And to provide a sense of beauty that is universal. And possibly, maybe, to touch the minds and hearts of some readers.

But I must now say that this particular blog post and the next feature photos from the Japanese Friendship Garden in San Diego’s beautiful Balboa Park. I live nearby. A couple days ago I became a member of this garden. It’s a truly wonderful place.

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If you’d like to see more colorful photos, visit my other blog Beautiful Balboa Park, or my main blog Cool San Diego Sights.

Thank you.

Love and flowers in darkness under a freeway.

Te amo mami. I love you mommy. Graffiti in a bleak place under a freeway expresses love with hearts and a sunshine smile.
Te amo mami. I love you mommy. Graffiti in a bleak place under a freeway expresses love with hearts and a sunshine smile.
Smackie contains hearts. Love and vulnerability expressed in a hidden place.
Smackie contains hearts. Love and vulnerability appears in a hidden place.
A garden of brightly colorful flowers grows within eternal concrete darkness.
A garden of brightly colorful flowers grows within the eternal concrete darkness.