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

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. :-)
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...
In our house a regular occurrence, almost a tradition if you like, are early morning waffles with ou...