What is it about vintage images of everyday street scenes, such as this one from the northwest corner of Hollywood & Vine in the early 1950s (hat-tip to LA Observed)? I can’t help but extensively examine and explore them as if they are some archaeological find. Yet should someone venture out this afternoon with a …
Last week while pedaling on the LA River Bikeway a bird in the water caught my eye that I stopped and snapped (click the image for the bigger picture): Though my first thought was “black-crowned night heron,” it was substantially larger than any I’d seen, plus it didn’t have the typical starkly contrasting plummage much …
Rain? Really? Yes. GREAT.  But there are others out in it more perturbed than me — such as this squirrel frozen in the following position against the drizzle in the tree outside the study window using its tail as something of an umbrella and thereby adopting a truly mohican-esque profile: The image can be doublized …
Susan and I were enjoying our morning coffee on the front porch when Ranger went a little yippy and immediately after that I spotted a golden-brown chow loose and crossing from our side of the street to the other. You know me: I’m helpless to ignore a lost dog. Â So I grabbed a leash and …
I was taking a break on the serene L.A. River Bikeway just north of the Hyperion Viaduct in Atwater Village during today’s afternoon bike ride, admiring an egret and a great blue heron side by side waiting for their respective next meals to swim by. All of a sudden moving noisily upstream, the biggest bug …
Me again, with the rough-stitched panorama. Funky weather we’re having, eh? The cloudcover’s been a nice filter for the blazing hot sun, but it got a bit hostile lateyesterday afternoon with lightning, thunder even a few drops through the oppressively muggy subtropical temperatures of an intensely liquid substance the weather people are on rare occasion …
Since Susan and I returned (and actually while we were there) I’ve been grousing about how any photos taken of the giant sequoias in Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Parks are preordained to fail. It’s pretty much a fact that taking a picture of an almost unfathomably gigantic tree amidst other almost unfathomably gigantic trees …