The previous post with the coyote was in a different meadow from this one.
I like this meadow better for few people pass through here.
Here is looking down almost the full length of the meadow.
Looking back from where I came. The trail is well worn in from mountain bikes who are NOT supposed to be riding through here. Fortunately they stick to this track and haven't created a spider web of trails cris-crossing the meadow.
It is green now but for the better part of the year all is brown. You can see the even brighter green where water settles and a very shallow stream slowly meanders through the meadow.
This could be the meaning behind the name given False Lake.
It is so peaceful and quiet here you can hear the birds
in the oak trees on the far side doing whatever it is birds like to do.
Whoa! This is what happens when you accidentally push the shutter release on your camera.