RON HENGGELER |
After four long years of drought, this winter's El Nino weather has brought the much-needed rains to the San Francisco Bay Area and crucial snowpack to California's Sierras. The wet season's storms coming from the Pacific have produced some spectacular displays of color and almost unearthly qualities of light. A visit to Muir Woods during a rain storm this last Sunday was like walking through an electrified green forest on another planet. Here are some impressions that I've made with my camera in the past two weeks.
The view from my window, of sunrise and the dome of San Francisco's City Hall. March 15, 2016 |
Sunrise and the view of San Francisco's skyline from my window. March 15, 2016 |
Janis and Jazz in a warm spot of early morning sunlight. |
Janis and Jazz in a warm spot of early morning sunlight. |
The dome of San Francisco City Hall as viewed from the top of Fulton Street near Stanyan. |
The Golden Gate Bridge and the distant San Francisco seen from Hawk Hill in the Marin Headlands just outside the Gate. |
The one-way Conzelman Road in the Marin Headlands on the way to Battery Mendell, the historic Point Bonita Lighthouse, Rodeo Lagoon, and Rodeo Beach. |
The setting sun as seen on Rodeo Beach. |
The profile of Bird Rock as seen after sunset, from Rodeo Beach |
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. |
Rodeo Beach in the Marin Headlands |
Rodeo Beach in the Marin Headlands |
Raindrops from the morning storm and the view of San Francisco's skyline from my window. March 20, 2016 |
A morning storm and the view of San Francisco's City Hall from my window. March 20, 2016 |
Friends from Norway, Per and Henrik March 20, 2016 |
On Sunday March 20th, during a pounding rain storm, Dave and I took our visiting friends Per and Henrik from Norway to see the majestic redwood trees at Muir Woods. They are both trained biologists, so the visit for them was especially fun, despite the downpouring rain. As we walked through Catherdal Grove, they held my umbrella while I photographed the spectacularly lush neon green forest. |
In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous. |
My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness. |
A note to Jane Goodall: Dear Jane, I wish you could have been with us on Sunday. I thought of you often. You would have felt that you'd been transported to some heavenly place. Never in my life have I seen vivid living greens such as these! Love. Ron |
Nature always wears the colors of the spirit. |
The good man is the friend of all living things. |
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A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart. Hal Borland |
The ground we walk on, the plants and creatures, the clouds above constantly dissolving into new formations - each gift of nature possessing its own radiant energy, bound together by cosmic harmony. |
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. |
Nature uses human imagination to lift her work of creation to even higher levels. |
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness. |
I understood at a very early age that in nature, I felt everything I should feel in church but never did. Walking in the woods, I felt in touch with the universe and with the spirit of the universe. |
The nature of God is a circle of which the center is everywhere and the circumference is nowhere. |
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more. |
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do. |
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in. |
A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. |
Even Kings and emperors with heaps of wealth and vast dominion cannot compare with an ant filled with the love of God. |
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. |
The poetry of the earth is never dead. |
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven. |
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. |
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Nature is trying very hard to make us succeed, but nature does not depend on us. We are not the only experiment. |
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Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet. |
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be. |
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As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree,' probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on. |
To cherish what remains of the Earth and to foster its renewal is our only legitimate hope of survival. |
For an Impressionist to paint from nature is not to paint the subject, but to realize sensations. |
To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. |
I knew, of course, that trees and plants had roots, stems, bark, branches and foliage that reached up toward the light. But I was coming to realize that the real magician was light itself. |
It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small. |
For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours. |
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. |
There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew. |
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It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. |
Henrik and Per |
Nature is the source of all true knowledge. She has her own logic, her own laws, she has no effect without cause nor invention without necessity. |
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Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. |
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. |
I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order. |
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. |
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority. E. B. White |
Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God. |
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. Langston Hughes |
A photo between the pass of windshield wipers, of the rain and the road leading out of Muir Woods. |
Raindrops on the windshield and a view at Fort Point |
The Golden Gate Bridge in a heavy rainfall, seen from Fort Point |
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I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream. |
A view from Greary Blvd of the distant dome of the Russian Orthodox Holy Virgin Cathedral in San Francisco, as seen during a rainstorm. |
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A view of Ocean Beach during a winter storm, near the Great Highway at Taravel |
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Snowy Plovers on Ocean beach during a rainstorm |
The view from my window on Monday March 21st of the largest brightest rainbow I have ever seen. Curiously, the north end of the rainbow was directly on top of the place where I work on Nob Hill. |
Buffalo in Golden Gate Park |
Light of the setting sun on the dome of the Russian Orthodox Holy Virgin Cathedral in San Francisco |
Light of the setting sun on the dome of the Russian Orthodox Holy Virgin Cathedral in San Francisco |
Sunset seen from the parking lot of the Sutro Baths near the Cliff House and Ocean Beach |
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