Birdwatching
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...

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. :-)
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
I have never really been drawn to creating landscape paintings. I do them now and then but it always...
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...