“Baby?” Susan said softly this morning with a serious undertone that indicated something had happened. “Yep?” There was a pause. “Hop’s dead.” She’d found him last night before going to bed. “Oh,” I sighed. “I’m sorry about that.” Hop became part of our family a couple years ago or so when we adopted him from …
You don’t remember that thing I wrote about DIY’ing a loooong-leaking hose faucet last January, do you? Of course you don’t. Imention it because after being proving myself to be so slow to put off what in essence turned out to be such an easy and water- and money-saving fix, one would think that if …
Though the storm system now leaving the area was pretty much deluge-poor and instead mostly a steady dripper these last four to five days, the tedium of the lack of variation was beginning to feel a bit like we might be headed for 40 days and nights. Don’t misunderstand me, I luvz me a good …
So I found myself out in Malibu Creek State Park this morning to participate in a Mountainbiking Skills Class, as part of my requirements and preparations to be an inaugural member of Glendale’s Trail Safety Patrol program. As an off-road rider for coming up on 23 years now, it was a bit unnecessary, but it …
I sat down on Friday to enjoy a persimmon and a guava, and brought my trusty little lockback pocket knife with which to slice them. The persimmon and the guava were part of a bag of backyard goodness my friend and neighbor David brought over. The knife, pictured below previously belonged to our tenant Joe, …
I’ve heard seen my share of terrestrial wildlife while mountain biking in the Verdugos — lizards, toads, bobcats, coyotes, deer, a coast horned lizard, garter snakes. On this pre-gluttony Thanksgiving Day ride I added a baby rattlesnake to the list. Found, as seen below in the center of the frame, sunning itself on the asphalt …
Yesterday I followed rules 1 and 3 of the Fixer’s Manifesto and repaired our patio table umbrella, of all things. After almost eight years of exposure, a foot-long section of the bottom part of the wooden pole, just above where it sits in the stand snapped clean through. I figured this out yesterday morning after …