Birdwatching
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...

A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a wave to shore, hundreds of tons of water throwing itself at the beach, the opposing forces that dive beneath it that cause it to fold, are absent from the sand below, you only feel a gentle push and pull, you get to watch the action of the vortex of tons of water battle above you in an eddy of calm.
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
"There goes my hero. He’s Ordinary." – Foo Fighters 49% of the trash you see i...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
You will find these everywhere in the San Diego Area. We have a rather glorious bush of them growing...