Final dip in the ocean at the Del Mar beach (hardly noticed it was 64˚F) and a quick walk up to Crest Canyon before heading for the redeye to New York. In my three weeks here, the pattern of flowers has changed quite a bit, greens giving way steadily to familiar tans and browns.
I'm not usually in California this early in a summer - glad I had a chance to see everything abloom! I hadn't realized, for instance, just how full of glorious jacarandas San Diego is! (Above, a riot of scarlet larkspur half-hidden at the rapidly browning top of the canyon.)