These past couple of months have been, in a word, interesting.
I awoke this morning to a very familiar beach scenario. It was a bit overcast…
Today is Memorial Day, and I woke up feeling grateful to the many brave souls who gave their all…
It was unseasonably hot today in Huntington Beach. The sun shone down on my shoulders and the sea breeze was warm with the scent of sand and surf.
It would be difficult to not be grateful for a day like today.
As I sit here at my computer trying to find words that will capture the essence of Newman, I have to smile.
This holiday season is bright in many ways. Homes are decorated with sparkling icicles and flickering lights.
Autumn is here. The holiday season is fast approaching, and as I walked to the shelter yesterday, I once again realized how lucky I am to live near the coast of Southern California.
This season we watched a cycle as old as time but still able to cause Burt and I (two ‘Oldsters’) to breathe deeply and pause to sit back in wonder.
Huntington Beach offered up a lovely treat for its residents today.
The ocean breeze softly caused the beachfront palms to gently sway as they led me towards the shelter.