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It's nice here... it really is. Not just here, at home, but in our neighborhood, across town, in the city, along the coast, points east,
all over. Most days, when I am out driving my errands, I find myself shaken, in a happy, thankful way, and I
see the views, the charm, the grandeur, or the opportunities of these places we frequent, know, discover. I love coming home, and turning onto our street, that pause when I feel it again...
it's nice here.
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Low tide, and all the pleasures of a wide open beach, pools to explore, and sweet company on a long walk. The last day of February, between storms. Even when it's cold, or we've had some grey days, Southern California can still deliver classically
beautiful views.
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Ikea has a simple doll house that I couldn't resist.
Fortunately, Geoff reminded me to get one for Maria, if I was going to have a hard time sharing. Funny, but true... so we have two doll houses from Ikea. And, truth be told, I am eying hers, already. What I've discovered is that it makes a darling
art gallery, and if one is a gallery, then we need the other so the mice have a place to go home to after their outing.
Happy Birthday, William~
We always say,
We should come here more often. And we should. And I love that there are loads and loads of gorgeous zoo images to see and admire... I follow them on Instagram, subscribe to
their magazine, but when I am at the zoo, I still have to take my own pictures, even with just the camera on my phone. Even when I know they'll be grainy, too far away, out of focus from shooting through smudgy plate glass, or a mesh barrier. Brilliant photographs of the
pandas, and bears, and panthers, and baboons, and hippos, are abundant, but I still love-love-love my zoo photography, my brush with success, when I hope to capture the
best panda moment. My own panda moment. That tickles me.
Back at home, I awoke to that
I am being watched sensation. And practically nose to nose, I opened my eyes to Chango. And only I have the unique opportunity to capture our own black panther, in his natural habitat, with own peculiar habits and characteristics, and so I reach for my phone...
Hello, Chango.
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I probably took as many pictures of our darling, old man cat, as I did at the zoo. And I took pictures of Cairo, too.
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It's nice here. I feel thankful, and fortunate.