A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
It was so insanely windy, so we went for a walk.
These people were getting sandblasted, I guarantee it.
It was gorgeous.
It was a great day to be a bird if you wanted to fly inland at about 70 mph.
It was a flag-ripper of a morning!
So long, Silky’s. And thanks for all the shepherd’s pie, beer, and fun.
Sarge saved 9 of his fellow Marines and received the Purple Heart. Good boy, Sarge.
Well done, tiny tree. Well done.
Beautiful sights I saw on a walk.
But who am I to judge?
They never skimp on the olives, God bless them.
A tourist’s paradise!
The tower where the scary voice calls you out when you do something wrong on the beach.
Out to hook a surfer?
Hello, Saddleback!
When there’s actual waves to be had, there’s always far fewer surfers.
Can’t he read?
The palms are looking good.
I do. I always will.
The greatest patty melt ever crafted by the hand of Man.
Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:
Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
From “Farewell” by Anne Bronte