Usually when hitchhiking down the California coast I want to stay near the water. But this time my driver and I got a little lost taking side roads and we ended up a bit inland during the blue hour. At first, I was a bit disappointed. For a landscape photographer, the golden/blue hours of the day are really the only times to shoot, and it's not everyday that I'm hitching down the coast. But then we ended up here.
I'm a sucker for a beautiful, remote farmscape. (I live on one, after all.) This shot was taken around the end of December, so the land is green, even in the midst of a drought. Maybe that goes for life? That one can find the green spaces even when the rest of life seems to offer more dryness than relief.