February 28, 2017
Be back soon.
February 24, 2017
Getting ready for the first big flight of the day. I love how they groom themselves and each other.
February 23, 2017
Remember this, the parched expanse of Bluffs Park last fall?
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Now it's this:
February 22, 2017
It's a one-way love affair with the hawk, who tolerates ignores me...
...until I get too close.
February 21, 2017
No matter how much it rains, the sides of this tree remain dry.
February 19, 2017
With all the wind and clouds and sudden storms, rainbows and thunder and moments of sun, it felt more like a Caribbean island here yesterday than our typical California binary of rain or shine.
February 18, 2017
Ohio state edition:
February 17, 2017
If you were at the pier today, you pretty much had it all to yourself.
You're hearing wind and surf and PCH.
February 16, 2017
Meant to wake in time for the pre-storm sunrise but caught just the tail end of it from the front yard.
February 15, 2017
The bridge up ahead and the bend in the road and the sound and scent of the creek, the breeze and new leaves and -- well, you get the idea. You walk and you walk and you keep on walking.
February 14, 2017
The nasturtiums are going crazy in all this rain, leaves as big as dinner plates.
February 13, 2017
It doesn't even look real around here these days.
February 12, 2017
Mulholland Drive gets all the attention but Mulholland Highway, well, it's LA County's hidden gem.
February 11, 2017
I love our local vet.
February 10, 2017
A brief flare of color and then out.
February 9, 2017
In the morning the ocean looked like this:
And just a few hours later:
February 8, 2017
Even from afar you could see something was different about the hawk, the usually tidy silhouette somehow askew.
Closer up, under his unflinching scrutiny, it became clear he was just drying his feathers, wings and tail unfolded and unfurled.
February 7, 2017
Rain and fog and mist all day as the storm took its sweet time in fading.
February 6, 2017
On such a winter's day.
Stormy Solstice Canyon this morning, where Maisie wore tolerated her rain coat.
February 5, 2017
The Santa Monica Mountains are lost in the mist and on the horizon, a sea change.
February 4, 2017
Goodbye, weird and funky Malibu Riviera Motel, where surfers and day laborers and the occasional Mercedes-driving traveler got what they paid for at $99 per night. It's been spiffed up, re-branded, and the prices hiked (not astronomically, for Malibu) to $189. The ghost of the Dume Room mourns.
February 3, 2017
One walk in the rain was all it took for Walter, who's highly absorbent, to learn to love his raincoat.
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But Maisie, whose Lab genes render her drip dry (and who has PETA on speed dial) prefers to go au naturel.
February 2, 2017
Not sure whether the groundhog saw his shadow and don't know what it means if he did, but here on the coast we have the first stirrings of what's bound to be an abundant wildflower season this spring.
February 1, 2017
There were times during the drought (the one that's not over, no matter what the rain gauges may say) that parts of the little lake in the Santa Monica Mountains went dry and turned to pasture.
Now, the banks are brimming, the dam's overflowing, the creek is running and the water is churned to a rich, muddy brown.
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