And once again whilst we decorated the Christmas tree, Susan has dressed Ranger in seasonally appropriate attire. But her expression below leaves me torn between whether she’s saying “Merry Christmas!” or “Get this ridiculous thing off me lest I seek my revenge upon any and all socks you dare leave upon the floor now and …
You might recall I’ve had pretty good luck photographing full moons with my it-shouldn’t-work-but-it-does (sometimes) technique of holding a point-and-shoot cam up against the eyepiece of a 60x spotting scope on a tripod and snapping a shot. Well, not so much — go figure — with a full lunar eclipse, like the one that occurred …
I had my Electric Santa suit brighter and more elaborate than ever and last night was a great night for what should have been another (the 6th-annual) great Midnight Ridazz All-City Toy Ride from Highland Park to Olvera Street. But after all the rides from around the city had converged on the historic Plaza gazebo …
One of my favorite lines from one of my favorite musicals, “Man of La Mancha,” goes like this: “Whether the pitcher hits the stone or the stone hits the pitcher, it’s going to be bad for the pitcher.” Well in the case of the pticher pictured below, it wasn’t a stone, but rather the backyard …
Following up on yesterday’s post about the new-and-improved birdbath, of course I set up a cam right beside it for a three-hour spell Sunday afternoon to capture any increase in avian activity. What follows is waaay too much proof that they like it, they really really like it: A sampling of the species sipping and …
A day after Patches gifted us with the live rat on Thursday (who died the next morning), Jiggy bestowed upon me a dead yellow-rumped warbler, and I knew the cute little critter’s untimely demise was all my fault. See, with a large planter pan about a year ago or so I established a bird bath …
Wednesday night’s extreeeeeeeme Santa Anas windstorm was devastating to many communities throughout Southern California. Our house and those of our neighbors got off lucky. With the exception of a bunch of fallen palm fronds, one of the few things that broke in the backyard was a sentimentally valued ladybug pot that had already broken once …