I can’t tell you whether the charbroiling burger smells that emanate from Carl’s Jrs are unique in their aroma, but I can tell you that when I biked by the one on the corner of Olympic Boulevard and Fairfax Avenue yesterday morning and got a good whiff in passing, I boarded the sense-memory express on …
That the Coca-Cola bottle I unearthed Sunday had been buried about a foot beneath the surface of the frontyard for a minimum of a decade was a given, since that’s when Susan bought the house and nothing’s been dug up or buried there since then. But of course I wanted more specifics as to how …
I’ve gotten so used to seeing the black carpenter bees that buzz around the house (one’s even dug a home out of an old log in the northside garden) that when Ranger pointed out this poor dead magnificent monster (at 25mm it’s practically three times a typical honeybee) on the patio this morning, I had …
In addition to the broken window, another project I’ve long been meaning to do is widen the narrow section of slopeing walkway at the top of the steps. Seriously there’s only been a couple feet of width between the planter box and the lantana hedge bordered by some river rocks where the concrete meets the …
Way back a couple or so months ago during the ongoing remodeling project, Ranger got a little defensive against one of the electricians working outside and lunged against the lower pane in the corner window of the library and it cracked. Ranger was uninjured, thankfully. But since then the window’s been left in its broken …
That’s my new Mercier frame above, which arrived Tuesday evening as the replacement for my old Mercier frame that I’d retired a few weeks ago after it started making some strange creaking noises and exhibiting telltale signs of fatigue. Ten-thousand miles of hauling my surlyburly self around the mean streets of Los Angeles will do …
In the backyard on poop scooping duty yesterday morning I came upon the carnage. All that was left strewn along the dirt near the hammock were wings of a butterfly that had met its doom. It’s assailant unknown. I guess there may be people out there who go their entire lives not getting to hold …