Kiting Day
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...