In the wake of my post about snail vine blossoms and our tortoise Buster’s addiction to them, my friend and fellow L.A. Metblogs contributor Julia excellently suggested “Dude, howsabout you webcam Buster so we can feast our eyes upon the tortoise feasting upon the flowers. So of course I said oh hell yeah and cranked …
This snapshot above of the greenery growing alongside the onramp to the westbound 10 Freeway from Vermont might not be much of a big deal to you, but when I first spotted it a couple weeks ago biking home from work I put it on my list of I Shall Returns. Not for me — …
My cousin Laura turns the big Five-Oh this month and as such her sister Margaret put out a request to all friends and family to submit something for a keepsake book she’s putting together for her younger sibling. “Give it your best shot,” Margaret wrote, owing to the fact that I’ve only seen Laura on …
A year ago and a few days I held a ready-to-fledge baby hummingbird in the palm of my hand thanks to the nest in the backyard fig tree. This year, what may very well be the full-grown version of the very same baby opted to nest in a tree near the front corner of the …
The annotated image capture from Google Maps above isn’t entirely necessary, but I figured what the hell. So yesterday afternoon I’m on my way from work to the Mid-Wilshire area to join my wife and some of her employees at a wonderful little place called Mamma Mia where we were to enjoy pizza and beer …
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Yo! Check out that guy on the bike. He’s stopping to take our picture! We’re sitting ducks! What do we do!? We gotta get the hell outta here! Mom!! I’m right here kids. Just chill out and follow me — tight formation! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 and 9, good! But Rodney! …
Sigh. I love figs. I mean I LOVE figs. Maybe not 81 of them, like the pile pictured here that I picked up around the patio this morning, but a few good fresh, ripened figs from a tree is a joy to me. Num num num. Num. The fig trees in our our backyard produce …