Kiting Day
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
One of the things I love about surfing is just being on the water, letting mother ocean take me up a...
I find it amazing that there is another world – many worlds – most of us never get to se...
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...