Often in Big Sur my gaze is upwards and outwards — and I forget to look down. But in the winter, especially when the rain has softened them, the leaves provide beautiful patterns, multi-colored in a range of earth tones. This day a solitary white mushroom has poked its head up through the sycamore leaves, providing an even more captivating photo.
In honor of what I love so much about Big Sur, and what the Basin Fire is blackening, over the next few weeks Photos of the Day will provide snapshots of the Big Sur coast.
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