I walked along the creek to town. Still flowing in mid-July, the lingering waters have enabled hitch fry and tadpoles to flourish. Toadlets and froglets hop in the grassy verge.
Hitch fry in shallow water.
The view north with vineyard, packing shed, and buckeye.
The one mile stretch between the ranch and Main Street is lined with vineyards
A street in town in the morning light.
