April 30, 2020
We've entered the annual May Gray portion of the weather year in Malibu which, considering the new summer normal of coastal heatwaves and high humidity, I have come to cherish. Here's the moment this afternoon when the marine layer lifted and the mountain colors came to life.
April 29, 2020
Baby Walt in 2013, still deciding if this whole adoption thing is going to work out OK. (Spoiler alert -- it did.)
April 28, 2020
There's a stunning field of wildflowers on one of our mountain walks, thousands of tiny blue stars with occasional bursts of purple. Blue-eyed grass is the poetic name of the pale blue flowers, but the purple ones, their colors so deep and velvety, got stuck with 'hairy vetch'. Go figure.
April 27, 2020
These are the hawk parents whose nest I'm now obsessed with interested in and yesterday they were doing a bit of soaring and hunting.
April 26, 2020
The bees and hummingbirds have been arguing over the Spanish lavender, which is having a beautiful post-rain bloom.
April 25, 2020
A sailboat went by the other day and to see something so normal, well, I was undone.
April 24, 2020
Not much growing space here at Casa de LOUD! so the everything is in pots, including a few dozen annuals saying thank you for all of that (let's face it, it was really weird) April rain.
April 23, 2020
Westward Beach on September 19, 2010.
April 22, 2020
I wonder when the chicks will become visible.
April 21, 2020
It was great to spot the hawk's nest yesterday:
Just as I wondered if it was in use, a pair of hawks swooped in:
Look closer and you'll see one of them is carrying a mouse lunch.
April 19, 2020
The wildflowers are blooming in the Santa Monica mountains.
April 18, 2020
Paradise Cove on June 16, 2016.
April 17, 2020
Three years old and still a puppy. (She's such a good sport to put up with this.)
April 16, 2020
Taken from the car on a visit just to see the blue-on-blue horizon.
April 15, 2020
The kitchen doorway is now Walt's favorite spot when someone's cooking. This, I think, was the moment a few tablespoons of New Mexico pasilla negro went into the pot of chile and Walt, a purist when it comes to beef, was skeptical.
April 14, 2020
April 13, 2020
It's the ears that I find most fascinating, twin radar dishes at full alert on top of her head.
April 12, 2020
April 11, 2020
With so many out-of-towners insisting on using the closed trails and parks and beaches, it really is a zoo here this weekend.
April 10, 2020
Seeking respite from one disaster at the site of another.
April 9, 2020
No rainbows in the storms right now so here's one from 2009, a chunk of color dropping down on Santa Monica.
Throwback Thursday: The view from Paradise Cove on Dec. 7, 2009.
April 8, 2020
She may be turning 3 in a few weeks but so far, with her big round head and wackadoodle energy, Daisy's puppy credentials remain firmly intact.
April 7, 2020
For most of the afternoon we had slow, sustained rain, the sound and light and scent and chill all mesmerizing.
April 6, 2020
In the Santa Monica Mountains on Sunday, before the rainstorm rolled through.
April 5, 2020
Social distancing al fresco on Malibu Road.
April 4, 2020
Closed to the public, but undergoing repair. It felt good to get a quick peek through the now-shuttered doors.
April 3, 2020
The beach here yesterday. And yes, that's dust and fingerprints on the lens. Sigh.
April 2, 2020
I've been reading that even a few weeks of worldwide quarantine have affected the natural world. One of the best stories so far is this piece in The Atlantic, with people in Rome realizing songbirds live in their midst, and seismologists marveling at the sudden silence that lets them sense minor earthquakes far across the globe.
Throwback Thursday, shot on Dec. 5, 2011.
April 1, 2020
Here we have another 'foolish humans' edition of Puppy Wednesday, in which the humans leave the bed and the canines take over.
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