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