Spring at Pismo Beach

Daniel and I and Ariel went on a guided horse trail along the dunes/ocean of Pismo Beach. Ariel is on a horse named "Charlie". She had to make an emergency jump off Charlie during an earthquake.

Montana Morning

Montana Morning on Blacktail Mountain. Be still and listen to the only sound around. A heartbeat, a quick shallow moist respiration. Smell the pheromone of virgin snow, fresh upon the frozen ground. Take in the newest version of color from heaven as the morning takes on a life in the sky. Settled, serene and motionless--yet more alive than ever.

Hitting the Bottle at Work

More and more women these days are switching to FIJI water. It's all about the seductive pink flowers surrounded by the island greenery. Natural Artisan water from the south Pacific islands take this daydreaming soul-searching weary office administrator to a world of life bottled up beyond her wildest dreams.

~Drive by Shootings~

This is the best drive-by shooting a camera can ever experience. Pictures paint more than words, they paint of the substance that life is all about. ~Relationships~

Green Chili Crisis

New Mexico green chili has six times more vitamin C than a regular orange. Perhaps this year, green chili from Hatch, New Mexico will contain 10 times more penicillin than molded bread! To the left is an example of a bloated green chili pepper from Hatch New Mexico. Continual rain showers have destroyed half of this chili farmer's crop. Green chili plants grow close to the ground, and thousands of green chilies are drowning to their deaths each day.

It's A Small World

Have You Seen My Shirt??

With so much terrorism, war and rumors of war in this world, I hate to complain-----but I'm missing my favorite froggie shirt. I bought it a few months ago at a garage sale for a couple of bucks and it is worth so much more to me. It fits loosely around my wide shoulders and slims my waistline by falling just inches below my belly's baby fat! Another selling point of this shirt is the seafoam green 100% cotton fabric with hand-painted classy little dragon flies buzzing around a huge-eyed frog. Everybody loves this shirt, and I think...somebody might have stolen it.

buy me seeds

I have this totally disgusting habit. After hypnotism, I "stopped" smoking forever. That was six months ago. It cost $500 dollars, but it worked so it was worth it. Every since July 4th. of this year however, I've been smacking and cracking away at sunflower seeds. Empty bags of various kinds of seeds by Frito Lay, David and some generic brands flail around the back seat of my car while I'm driving to work. I've sampled the Ranch flavored, Whiskey soaked, Dill Pickle and my favorite--Reduced sodium. That justifies my obsession. Something about "reduced sodium" that sounds quite healthy and wholesome.
The nasty part of this habit is the mess. Bits and pieces of "seed shells" are stuck inside my computer keyboard at work--and at home. There's also this fine filament between the shell and the actual seed that sort of coats my back teeth. I feel like my mouth is constantly lined with flannel. If the filament doesn't make it to my mouth, it makes it's to the carpeting around my desk. It appears that I've got some sort of shedding disorder. Only Ruben, the maintenance man knows the truth of my addiction. He empties my trash can and quietly vacuums around my desk in my absence. I don't tell anyone that he fishes for carp and he doesn't complain about cleaning up after me.