Sun Basking
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
There are creatures among us who live without drama or distraction, who manage to make the world eve...