Through the Surfing Glass
Modern photography has enabled us to see the mother ocean and the children of the tides who play in ...

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!
Modern photography has enabled us to see the mother ocean and the children of the tides who play in ...
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...