


In ten years of documenting Dead Things on the Beach, I have never seen a mouse.


The Lord is far from the wicked: but he heareth the prayer of the righteous.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera
General observations, generally during dog walks



In ten years of documenting Dead Things on the Beach, I have never seen a mouse.


The Lord is far from the wicked: but he heareth the prayer of the righteous.

We’ve always, it seems, had garlic chives In this planter, which we largely ignored. Until this year. And now something else has decided to eat them. Ants? Other critters? No clues I can find as to what it may be.


Cutting the lawn today, I stopped the mower to take a picture of the flowers.

Then I heard the bees.

I’ll mow that another day.

Normally little lizards blend with the background and scurry away as soon as you spot them. Not this one today. And not that I would have caught him, but looked like he’d make a cool pet. Happily Lea, the lizard-hunting dog, was not close by and not paying attention.






After an incredible harvest of avocados (paltas) during which on some days I felt, Shit, I have to eat avocado again, a season with zero – nada – zilch. But aha! Today for the first time i see evidence that we will have another harvest!



Dreary day for the beach, little nothing waves, but then turn to face the wind and realize you’re staring towards Antarctica.