First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...

There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy of the breath of Luna as it crests and rolls and crashes at the shore, the ripples that speak as the breeze dances across the surface, the feathery kisses of the water as it laps against my legs, it is all so soothing and relaxing, the endless sky of summer wrapping the world in blue.
It feels like home.
I don't really know why I call this one Precious, it's just the word that comes to me when I look at it.
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
You will find these everywhere in the San Diego Area. We have a rather glorious bush of them growing...
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...