We call it The Dragon because of its shape. The lake near my town is the Nacimiento, a Spanish name meaning birth or the headwaters. In these shots, we're standing at the Dragon's neck.
Built when I was two years old, the Dragon has this year filled totally up. It's famous for its 165 miles of unspoiled shoreline, its reputation for the greatest water skiing in California, and its white bass fishing. Bald eagles nest here. Joe and I went out there Tuesday, to take pictures of its historic level, more full than at any time since it was built in 1956.
The lake is so full it's pouring over the spillway of the dam, and the water force is a mighty thing.
This is Spanish moss.
Oak branches with lichen.
This is a sample of our stickery dandelion.
Along the hillsides, sage is blooming.
The drive out to the lake is buccolic.
World class horse trainers live out here.
It's a glorious place to live, and in early spring the grass and budding oak trees turn it into paradise.
You can have anything you want if you will give up the belief that you can't have it.