Evening yoga on the summer solstice with one of the coyote parents who lived next door to the little Zuma Beach cottage.
And because it's one of my favorite moments, here's a renegade pup sneaking away from the den for a little bit of dad time.
Throwback Thursday: Shot on June 21, 2015 at 8:08 pm, in the hills above Zuma Beach.
I remember how, on 9/11, one of the eeriest things was the complete lack of air traffic. For us in Paradise Cove, with a direct view of the holding patterns over LAX, it defined those first few days. The same thing has happened in the pandemic, with jetliners so scarce our skies our quieter, and an accidental glimpse of one while photographing sunset clouds, is actually a bit shocking.
This was Friday, the skies here so dark that the library parking lot lights popped on, easily outshining the sun.
Meanwhile, an unsettling piece in the Washington Post about wildfires in the time of climate change, where smoke plumes embedded with lightning and tornadoes reach 10 miles high, above the cruising altitude of commercial jets.
If you're moved to help, here's a decent collection of vetted donation links to help firefighters and fire victims, via the California State Firefighters Association.
So many reasons. Our beach access has been closed, and so was Bluffs Park. That made the remaining hiking trails so popular with fellow quarantine-crazed Angelenos that parking lots filled up by 8 am. Also, depression, ennui, hopelessness, and a sprinkling of laziness. All of which, as it turns out, requires a bit of a learning curve to navigate. BUT life does go on and so here we go again with the posting.
Which brings us to Tuesday, when this happened:
At Casa de LOUD! it started with a shouty voice from a helicopter telling a guy whose police pursuit ended near our house to get out of the truck. He didn't. Sheriffs cars accumulated. Guns were drawn. Neighbors collected. So did news helicopters. It lasted about an hour, then an underdressed suspect was arrested. A brushfire he may have started during his flight down Topanga Canyon burned 10 acres and was put out.
Also, thank you to everyone who wrote to make sure we're OK. I hope you're all OK, too. It's been a pretty sh*tty 2020 all around, yes? Yes.