I am in here.
Now, the last time I was in Los Angeles for Rosh Hashanah was — a year ago. And damn if it ain’t that time again. Which means that I travelled a lot today. And it seems that when I travel a lot, I don’t blog much. Therefore, the late entry. Probably a solo entry too, … Continue reading Hotel California
I don’t know how or why it happened, but the trees in my orange grove are all still standing. Upright and all (NB: they’re right in what was the path of Hurricane Charley). In the next county (nine-tenths of a mile away — we measured it ourselves) the orange trees are all growing in — … Continue reading Orange Groves
Must visit Tampa for a day, I’m told. Business, to do with Mom’s estate. Which is why I’m up so early, dammit. I’ll get to see the hurricane damage first hand. Joy. Am I awake yet?
Always the disorientation of everything being where it’s supposed to be…
white pebble 