The Edge project continues...I set out to shoot Mojave Airport, where a number of out of service aircraft are mothballed, but couldn't find anything that grabbed me.
Over the hill to Bakersfield. Not much going there either.
My fallback was to take a look at the Carrizo Plain. This is a (small) national park, under the purview of the Bureau of Land Management, a little to the west of Bakersfield. You could have found yourself a thousand miles away...
Outside of Bakersfield lies one of the older oil patches in California. These things are called nodding donkeys but remind me of the beasts that gave their all so we could have gasoline...
The road over the hill to the Carrizo was pretty hard for this photographer to ignore (anyone familiar with the blog has had to put up with my obsession with road shots before!)...
The morning light was fine...
And the morning mist was a harbinger of clouds that would build all day...
Further into the plain I came across an old homestead, nothing much left but the tree...
Same tree, same morning, just different light...
The helpful folks at the B.L.M. were able to tell me that wheat and barley were farmed on the plain from the 1800's through 1980... You can still see the plow marks 35years later...
Where this remnant of a different time (pre-drought California?) washed up from is another question...
Leaving the plain took me back through land still used for agriculture...
The crows are always with us somehow (look hard, you'll find 'em)...
Thanks again for looking, click on an image to make it bigger and a bigger screen is better...