Signal Rock. Southern Oregon.

Yet another vista from Mt. Ashland. Signal Rock. It used to be a landmark guide to pioneers in this area. Some locals know it by another (unmentionable) name or two. This vista is all Southern Oregon - but only just, I think. Look right and it's California.

Never go away hungry from this restaurant.

A favorite. Giant size, yummy proportions from the Old Farmhouse Restaturant. http://www.farmfries.com/ Breakfast can last you all day. A Belgium waffle with strawberries and a La Granja Omelet. 4 locations in and around Medford, Oregon.

Chasing the Autumn Leaf Colors ...

Lithia Park in Ashland - the dam (up high). Cold and almost deserted, except for a photographer, his girlfriend, and me.
I felt I could get some wonderful reflections, and indeed I did. I love the colors this year. Usually the sun is not out, and usually rain has caused the trees to lose their leaves. I took 175 photos yesterday. This is but one of them.

~Jillian

All steamed up ... oops, I mean all fogged up ...

The weather patterns here tend to amaze me. A perfectly clear weekend, but this week has seen the valley socked in with an inversion layer - visibility down to 10 feet in some places.

It was below freezing this morning, venturing out into the heavily fogged countryside. Within 5 miles it turned to a mess of ice and white - a light misting of frost and snow on everything. Some brief patches were clear, but then came the beauty - some 20 miles away in Ashland, where the sun was shining in a clear blue sky and the curtain of fog left behind, the rising golden sun ahead. But all was white, and shimmering like a romantic picture book.

Then, retreating back into the fog again, I was hoping to get some great shots at the local wildlife refuge pond of the white surrounds, but the ground was clear. However, all was mystical, as not a thing was stirring.

I'll go back another day, when the sun is out.