I don’t know the name of the flower, but I don’t need to to understand that this is just crazy.
This isn’t to rub it in, it’s to celebrate and give thanks to a weather pattern that has given our heating system a welcome reprieve.
Oh, look! The oldest and longest single covered span to carry automobile traffic in the United States.
A lovely dinner underneath a masterfully painted sky.
A reenactment of Leta’s weekend with Marlo as interpreted by Chuck and Coco.
You can look back at me all you want, dog. I’m afraid of heights AND THAT IS A BRIDGE.
A snapshot from my hike with the dogs on Saturday before two trees got claimed by Chuck.
When seeing actual physical elements of the sky is a luxury. Los Angeles, why did I quit you?
Luckily neither I nor this neighbor take to walking around in the nude.
Having made it home just before no one was going to ever make it home and they are still not home.