Recyclable
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...
Not a lot to say about this little resident of Madagascar other than how cool they look, which is wh...
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...