A little walk on the Millennium Trail, which dead-ends in the neighborhood of my current hosts, Jeff and Dawn.
A little walk in the park…
…with my new camera.
Cheap Swank in Sin City, Part the First: Swank and Swank Envy
Las Vegas is a drug – a wild one, a staggeringly fun one. But you must use, as the finest fine print always reminds us, responsibly. Because this drug’s ultimate purpose is to melt down your brain and devour the
The honor of the first picture…
Naturally, goes to Nessie, seen here right in the middle of making her “What the Eff are You Waking Me Up For?” expression: My new camera arrived a couple of days ago, and I’ve finally had the free minute to
Pretty – The Next Generation
I’ve started doing research into cameras – finally going to upgrade the ol’ Kodak. It’s well-past time, really, but I like to get my money’s worth. How did I do? Well, the camera was a $150 Black Friday special at
San Diego Trip – See how happy the sun makes them?
Still fleshing out my notes from the trip, but since I know I can’t add anything to flower pictures other than “umm, here’s a purple one I liked”, I’m going to throw a pile of them at you to distract
San Diego – A-to-Z
(I wanted to get the A-to-Z series up first. More details/pictures from the full weekend to follow). San Diego is California’s city for everyone. The idyllic weather writes the invitation, and then the city itself provides hospitality for guests ranging
Bloomin’ Pretty
On Saturday I paid a visit, in perfect weather, to Descanso Gardens up in La Cañada Flintridge, in the foothills of the Angeles National Forest. The Gardens were developed by a Los Angeles newspaper magnate in the 30’s and 40’s
Laguna Beach – A-to-Z
For a proper A-Z city walk, you need a city that’s got a heart, and a history. You want that walkable core where the character has had a chance to manifest itself over decades. Not all of Orange County’s major
For your ocular pleasure
Here’s a few keepers from the Chicago trip that go beyond the A-Z series. Everything behind the jump is from my day at the Art Institute with some of my dearest friends. And I’m not just talking about the Monets