There are days.

There are days you are happy just to wake up.

Smell the air; feel the bite of autumn and the soft, crisp sound of leaves underfoot. Bask in the grace of Indian Summer, wipe the sweat from your brow; bundle up at twilight and listen to the community of nature in fading light.  Like the first early winter rain, it’s a secret sound meant for those interested in what it says.

Revel in light that reveals a landscape which teems with life.  Even if you don’t notice at first, take another look.  It’s there, around and above.

The light this time of year is nothing short of amazing.  It seems to get really good at about two in the afternoon.  That’s okay with me.

The Laguna de Santa Rosa is close to everything. Five minutes out of Santa Rosa, you can be hiking one of it’s trails.  It’s both a modern and primitive oasis.  You can hear the drone of traffic almost everywhere you walk but you can also hear the wildlife.  For me it’s like shooting fish in a barrel.  Er..photographing.

A blue heron is chased a by a blackbird at the Laguna de Santa Rosa, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

A dragonfly at the Laguna, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

A finch at the Laguna, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

A turkey vulture is about to lose a feather over the Laguna, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

A web sans spider at the Laguna, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

Fishing for crawdads at the Laguna, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

A lucky fox and one very unlucky egret at the Laguna, Wednesday Oct. 9, 2013. (Kent Porter / Press Democrat) 2013

-Kent Porter