Byways Around San Francisco Bay

Sunset in the Golden Gate (Poem) Brook and Waterfall Mountain and Valley Cañon and Hillside Wild-cat Cañon Autumn Days (Poem) Around the Camp Fire Trout Fishing in the Berkeley...

Far above us a sparrow hawk circled above the trees, and we were told that an owl had a nest somewhere among the rocks. We did not look for it, but certainly nothing but an owl,...

In some past ages fire has swept through the forest, laying some of these giants low, but other trees have sprung from their charred stumps, and rear their straight trunks and g...

To tramp the hills and woods, or climb the rugged mountains by day, is a joy to the nature lover. But the same trip by moonlight has an interest and charm entirely its own, and...