
Nothing like being freed from the clutches of the marauding honeysuckle next to it to make it happy. The catch: only one rose at a time.
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.

Nothing like being freed from the clutches of the marauding honeysuckle next to it to make it happy. The catch: only one rose at a time.

…to celebrate 6 months of surviving Josie!

A lost cause in California? Maybe, but hope springs eternal!

Jo proved to be completely unconcerned with the fireworks. This means I actually enjoyed the 4th for the first time in 13 years!

…it looked straight through my soul.


They’re not kidding. They’ve got elk! More than one!

One of the backyard alligator lizards. They’re creepy enough when they’re not scaling the screen door like some nightmarish hellspawn.
For those who don’t creep out easily…
**Shudder.**

It Bigfoot, I was helpless to resist.

There were a few people around here and there. All were doing what I was doing: wandering around filming the desolation.


There was one establishment open in the food court. Don’t ask me why.

Looks like a bunch of lost souls waiting for the end.



This was one of the only open businesses: a Japanese vending machine emporium. It was bright and loud and completely empty.

This used to be THE place to go!

There was a movie theatre on the left, and a Round Table Pizza on the right (and a pet shop next door to that).
The sounds of the abandoned kiddie rides echoing in the emptiness was damn creepy.

Time marches on, and indoor malls have largely gone the way of the dodo.