Buying my DSLR in June 2013 coincided with moving to Santa Barbara. Yes, that idyllic, picturesque, perfect Californian beach town. For that year, I learned how to be a photographer by training on beach sunsets, giant roses, and a proud little city.
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An annual Italian street painting festival at the SB mission
High tide fast approaches at UCSB Beach, Santa Barbara, CA
A lone surfer pauses to look west. UCSB Beach, Santa Barbara, CA
Hopping around windy sandstone boulders is fun. Lizards Mouth, Santa Barbara, CA
Santa Barbara’s annual Fiesta celebrates old Spanish history. Also, sunsets.
I never knew what that song meant by purple mountains until I paid attention during the golden hour.
Smoke from a distant fire darkens this eerily spectacular sunset over UCSB, Santa Barbara, CA
This courthouse is actively used in Santa Barbara.
A dancer spins at Santa Barbara’s annual solstice parade.
Santa Barbara Botanic Garden
An eerie figure walks down Stearns Wharf at 6 am. Santa Barbara, CA.
Camino Cielo means “sky road” in Spanish. It’s a road that winds its way through mountains above Santa Barbara, CA
Highway 101 fades into the distance. As seen from Summerland, CA
Douglas Family Preserve, Santa Barbara
Santa Barbara’s Fiesta has random cultural celebrations everywhere, even the mall.
Those are full-sized power spires, all but nothing in a sea of clouds. Santa Barbara, CA.
Weird-shaped palm trees at Lotusland, Montecito, CA.
A sunrise quickly burns away the fog over Santa Barbara, CA.
Knapp’s Castle, above Santa Barbara
The orange street lights on Stearns Wharf mix with the dawn’s blue light to paint this purple gradient. Santa Barbara, CA
Created July 2016, but no pictures have been obtained since July 2014. I miss SB.
