Just Grand

Susan snapped the following picture yesterday when I had the privilege of having the largest number of members of my family at our house for a laidback afternoon of burgers and conversation. There was my mother Casey, my daughter Katie, and my grandson Aiden — all of us together with my cousin Margaret from Nashville …

I Am Afeared This Mayhaps Be Gettin’ A Wee Bit Redundundant

The trouble with having literally everything in my truck to go bike the east bank of the Los Angeles River is that when I go run errands there’s a risk I’ll stop and do just that… which is what I did after returning from my mom’s place yesterday morning. Though I set out planning to  …

Stark Raven Mad

OK, well that’s odd. No, more than odd. Sinister. Surreal. Sinisturreal, if you will. I walked out onto the porch with my camera in hopes of getting some hummingbird images around their freshly refilled feeder this glorious (if muggy morning) and something brought my eyes up into the neighbor’s camphor laurel tree whose boughs reach …

Los Angeles River Bed Ride

So I did two tours of the LA River’s east bank yesterday. The first with the inimitable Bonner-Brown gang along with Harold, another Silver Laker who was not only making his inaugural ride on the rugged east side of the waterway, but anywhere on the river. Glad I could help introduce it to him. Here …

Fifty Years Ago Today

It was on this day in 1961 that Hemingway took his Boss double-barreled 12-gauge out of a gun cabinet at his home in Ketchum, Idaho, loaded it, went to the foyer where he placed the business end of the weapon into his mouth and pulled the trigger. That box of ancient magazines collected from my …