Cleo
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...

I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes it's way to bed. Here is one of those sweet afternoons, cast in layers of blue and pink, the exclamation points of palm trees punctuating the view. We'll be here tomorrow, too!
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
It Begins With Us is part of a series that began with one of my wife’s daily walks in which sh...
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
You will find these everywhere in the San Diego Area. We have a rather glorious bush of them growing...