I went camping this weekend with family members at Big Sur on the central coast of California. In all, there were four adults and five small children. We slept in two tents and packed enough supplies for what my mother … Continue reading Something Definitely Persists
It’s August, and you know what that means. Beach books. Honestly, forget Grisham. Try two from the Mercury Trilogy (The Gringo, Laura Fedora) or Nine Lives. “You won’t find anything funnier,” said God. Just click here. For more, go to Robert Brancatelli. … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
If it hasn’t been said already by poets and nature writers, let me say it now. There is nothing like winter in California. This past week in the Bay Area has been mild with temperatures in the sixties during the … Continue reading Watching a Hummingbird Land
