Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...

Say what you want, California regularly has the most beautiful sunsets in the lower 48. I think it's the marine layer that comes and goes as the heat rises and falls. Nothing like an August sunset when the air is just humid enough to blow some clouds in to drape the sun with.
This is the view over the fence of our house, the sound of children playing as the day winds down.
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a ...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
Modern photography has enabled us to see the mother ocean and the children of the tides who play in ...