You have to wear your Wellies or the foxtails will getcha.
All the trees show their age, and probably date back to the original Altadena orchards. Drought, flood, snow, and neglect -- that's just business as usual for them.
Take your pick, no one lives here anymore.
I think of my dad. He loved to ferret out forgotten farms and fields. Once came home with a bag full of feed corn. My mom said, "Now what am I supposed to do with that?"
You can't explain it to the uninitiated and non-believers. Discovery is sweet.
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