Every bunch of years or so, the Anza Borrego Desert in southeastern California does what’s known as a super-bloom; the last time one occurred out here was in 2005. A combination of lots of rain and lots of sun brings
I am blessed to have friends everywhere. Literally. Every. Where. I’m often asked to be the guest of these friends for a day or two, a week or three, a month or even longer. I’ve stayed with friends in New
Thanks for checking out my pics… all were taken with my iPhone7 and unaltered other than the addition of an occasional filter to add a subtle border or brighten up the lighting.
Back in 1962, Tony Bennett sang a song called “I Left My Heart in San Francisco” and although I didn’t know that song till many years after he sang it, I’ve since discovered he and I have much in common
Heading south after spending the night in Wolf Creek, Oregon, I stopped in Medford for an In-N-Out cheeseburger. If you grew up in Southern California back in the 50s and 60s like I did, you probably already know that In-N-Out
Leaving the Pacific Northwest is always a little bittersweet for me: as much as I love the Portland area with all its great places to eat, wonderful friends to hang out with, gorgeous places to walk and relax and camp,
Before I took that nasty fall in the campground a month ago, I planned on staying out here at Lake Mead for a few weeks, checking out the places I used to go and maybe finding some new ones. Now