A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
These are Maximilian sunflowers and they are wonderful!
There’s a whole lotta love going on here. I wonder if any of them ever got married?
Does this tree make me look fat?
All romping and cavorting must stop for the sake of a fine stick.
Central Park’s lake, looking good for August. It’s a man-made lake, but the water level is natural. I’ve seen it dried-up some summers.
Taking a wee “hike” over to where we thought we saw an osprey perched in a tree.
Sure enough!
A tired Jo is a good Jo.
Like an old school Muybridge motion study, but with more mud and dirt.
Not liking the look of things. Perhaps being at the edge of a cliff has something to do with it.
This stretch of beach has such a lovely central coast vibe.
I wonder how many selfies this cute little tower has been in?
ZOMG THIS IS FUN RUNRUNRUN!
This was after she accidentally got some water on her.
She gave the Pacific Ocean a good talking to for that.
Thanks, neighbor George, for the seeds. A couple of decades later, we’re still enjoying the descendants of those first flowers.
Hitch up your car here!
Cool little track, although I never win here.
Super-trainer Bob Baffert giving yet another interview.
The clubhouse. Too rich for my blood!
Apartments encroaching. It’s days are numbered most likely, so I enjoy the place while I can.
We had like, one gladiola this year, but it was a pretty one.
After a few years…a fire orchid!
The lilies were kind of paltry this year, but we had some nice one.
We had some butterfly bush blooms, but no monarchs this year that I can remember.
The nasturtiums were basically indestructible.
Old standbys: marigolds and snapdragons. It was a great year for snapdragons.
The black-eyed susan vines went nuts.
The daisies are always cheerful.
The normally wimpy white roses were gorgeous.
All in all, not bad!
And somebody got the zoomies…
Lots of barking at the puddles…
Digging in the mud!
Things started getting out of control, and futile attempts were made to stop her.
She’s a water baby. Not even lightning and thunder can keep her out of the water.
he’s doing a little self-reflection…
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.