At the Mirror II
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
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. :-)
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...
Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...