Pink Afternoon
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...

Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house. Always the hunters, watching the world with their instinctual focused stare, but if they chance to dodge through an open door, they always dart back inside, never wandering far from the food dish.
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...
My animal spirit is the Clouded Leopard. The Clouded Leopard is rarely seen, it hides in the trees a...