Princess and Coco, the pups lucky enough to have been adopted by Agoura Hills dog walker and dog sitter extraordinaire, Tiffany Woodring, also wish you a happy Puppy Wednesday.
This shot of Princess just slays me.
Photos by Tiffany Woodring
This morning's marine layer hovered above, adequate to to mute the sun but not quite robust enough for a true foggy morning.
For years the big silk floss tree struggled in the empty lot but this spring, probably due to two decent rain years in a row, it's once again in full, glorious, and extremely pink bloom.
Here's hoping that whichever developer wins the right to build here (and add to our torrent of traffic) has the good sense to incorporate this beautiful survivor into the landscape.
Just in time for our typical October heat wave. (Which weathercasters never seem to remember and so always act so shocked that ohno! It's so hot for October!)
He looks pretty spiffy.
We're in serious pie-baking mode around here, which means weekly trips to the Santa Monica Farmers Market for See Canyon apples, the best (imho) apples around. And since the Market is on Wednesdays and Saturdays, when Daisy runs her friends ragged at the local doggie day care, the market visits have expanded to include a side trip to Venice. The stated mission is to see friends, which is always fun, but the truth is that it's also for Walt, who loooooooooves Venice. The streets, the scents, the other dogs, the many people who stop to give the handsome border collie a pat and a compliment, he's in his element.
The whole point of this being that among the various signs and statues and paintings and other quirks that turn Venice into a vast art installation is this little lending library, tucked into a wooden fence. With, of course, considering the venue, a pinch of politics and a dash of mysticism.
It started last night, a spike in the temperature, a shifting in the leaves, a nocturnal creature outside suddenly restless. The ocean's that weird deep blue again and though the real winds have yet to reach us everything here, the light, the shadows, the heat, all say wait, wait and listen, it's just a matter of time.
The late, great Miss Patsy, electing to stay in bed on April Fool's day.
Throwback Thursday: Shot on April 1, 2012.
Soon after the equinox and for several weeks after the solstice, the sun swings low across the front of Casa de LOUD! and takes over a corner of the living room.
The 60-inch Mount Wilson telescope turns 110 this year.
Oh how the world has changed.
Throwback Thursday: Mount Wilson Observatory
Aerial shot on April 6, 2007
And here's Walt, patiently waiiiiiiiiiiting for a certain someone to finish the damned crossword and notice the very (very) good dog.
You maybe can't tell from the photo but this year, the lone oak put out tons of leaves and had a very healthy-looking summer. Can't wait for the rains that will add to its life span.
One of the best parts of growing sunflowers up at the barn was that it drew the wild parrots.
Throwback Thursday: The garden up at the barn in 2009 and 2011
It rained here last night, actually rained. The clouds rolled in, the ground got soaked, and it was a good thing the courtyard dining table was covered before the first drops fell. In theory more rain is on the way, but maybe not here at the coast. So meanwhile we'll enjoy the changes in the sunset skies.
A letter from the IRS with details about my super-secret PIN number and how important it is to safeguard it just arrived. Unsealed.
More and more, as the earth spins away from the sun, the oaks here and the light here feel like a cathedral.