California: Sooooo, Gov, there's this thing I've wanted to ask you abou–
Gov: No.
California: Come on, why not?!
Gov: For the last time, NO. You are not getting split into smaller states! It's impractical, and you've already asked me 220 times! And what did I say then?
California: *sighs* You said no... But! Here me out!
Gov: NO.
California: *pouts* >:(
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I see so many people in the WTTT fandom talk about Socal and Norcal but no one ever talks about the Central Valley :(
We got almonds here
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It was the Day of Remembrance, and Pri wanted to be alone at the memorial. She was thinking about the injustice that occurred to her Japanese family. In one moment, they had a decent business that just made it through the Depression. The next, they were on a train heading to an assembly camp before being shipped out to Manzanar. The stories of the cold and the dust that entered the barracks, the thought of betrayal from their country just for being who they were. It's too much to think about. Especially for a soft soul like Pri. So, she sits there shivering, just wondering why. "Why us? Will something like this happen again?" The only she can do was pray for the best.
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As much as I love my area, I can't ignore the dark history that surrounds it. Especially if it left a mark on the many cultures in the Central Valley. And with a day like yesterday (the Day of Remembrance), I had to make a story around it. So I made one about Pri due to her Japanese heritage. It's my way to address this injustice.
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New Wetlands in Central Valley, Phantom Smoke in Sierras
Oct. 15, 2023
Day one of our Denver expedition took us through South Lake Tahoe and into Carson City, NV. I don't usually have very eventful photos from the first gifting day on account of going through places we've already gifted. The sky over everywhere we've gifted was blue and clear and DOR sky could be seen only in the far distance, all the way through the Central Valley and into Nevada. Our gifting began once again once we hit Highway 50 just past Sacramento.
There were new wetlands in the Central Valley that I wish I could have gotten a better photo of, but it was difficult from the freeway. There were beautiful reeds and water birds and grazing cattle along the water. These wetlands went on for miles and I have never seen them before, even though I've been on that drive more times than I can count.
In the Sierras around South Lake Tahoe, the air looked smoky and i could smell it too. There were thousands of acres of burned trees, but this was from a past wildfire. We wondered where the fire was. So I checked the Cal Fire incident map and found nothing! The three fires on the map from farther north are long out, with the last updates by Cal Fire in early September.
There is no active fire up in the Sierras currently, so the smoke would have had to be from a prescribed burn. With the background of burned trees from a past fire, this scene could really screw with people's heads. That seems to be the idea with the prescribed burns now.
We gifted all the towers along Highway 50 and places that needed the energetic boost like wildfire areas. We will continue into Utah tomorrow.
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“Oak Tree, Central Valley, California.”
©2023 Gary L. Quay
This is from a hike in the Miner's Ravine Trail in Roseville, California. The area is intensely beautiful, and translates well to black and white.
Camera: Nikon D300 (infrared conversion)
Lens: Vintage 20mm Nikkor
#nikon #garyquay #outside #outdoors #roseville #viewfromhere #infraredphotography #infrared #california #d300 #Monochrome #Branch #Tree #Nature #Plant
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There is something special about living in an agricultural-centered place. The passage of time is noted through plants and animals and the people whose lives revolve around them.
In January, the dairies plant the alfalfa. Wide open fields of little green seedlings.
February is the loveliest time of year: when the almonds blossom. The entire valley is covered in a blanket of blossoms of white touched with red. They cluster on every branch. Bee boxes are put out on every row.
The end of March is marked by the tiny green almond leaves replacing the blossoms, and every car stirs up a storm of white.
With spring, comes the baby animals. Calves, foals, lamb, piglets, kids. The fields are green and ducklings swim in the canals.
The alfalfa is harvested in May. God help you if you are allergic to hay. Combines stir up dust filled with bits of hay, every breeze is filled with it. Trucks carrying bales of alfalfa fill the roads, trailing bits of green and brown as they go.
Corn is planted in the empty alfalfa fields. The dairies begin to store the feed. Walnuts gain their leaves. The almonds begin to grow.
The first crop of summer: strawberries, followed closely by cherries. Peaches, nectarines, apricots, last is the watermelon, the cantaloupe. Fruit stands on every corner. The corn grows ever higher.
Fall is the time of harvest. It starts with the almonds. Tractors fill the streets, shakers, sweepers, harvesters, forcing cars to swerve around them. Dust clouds fill the air, the plumes can be seen for miles. As September creeps into October, open trucks filled with almonds are everywhere you look. Then tomatoes, covering the roads when spilled. Potatoes, squash, onions, sweet potatoes, pumpkins, apples, pears. Walnuts. Corn. Then the vineyards begin to harvest. It is the busiest time of year.
It is also time for calves again.
October turns to November, and things begin to slow. The leaves fall. The almonds and walnuts are bare. With winter comes the rain, comes the oranges, comes the chard, the kale, the carrots. Pomegranate trees are in every yard, alongside the roads, drooping branches with ruby red fruit.
November turns to December, turns to January and the alfalfa is planted.
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