Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...

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!
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...