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We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...

The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they're seldom rideable.
But sometimes you get to see a little bit of that fabled tube, the shack, the blanket of water enveloping you and your board just before it closes over you and rolls you into the sand. Pull the Blanket Over was from one of those days when mother ocean wrapped me in her arms . . . just before slapping me against the sand. :-)
We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...
I wanted to break away from greens one day and just wanted to paint a strong high chroma complimenta...
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
In 1995, a car accident left Pascale Honore paraplegic. She would watch her son and his friends surf...