Bright Santa Monica house, not quite finished.
|Italian Stone Pine Bark|
OK, I get the Karma/Carma pun, but it wouldn't seem that Chevron (I guess their branding works, or is it someone else?) would pay to remind us we're all going to get screwed for polluting the earth with our cars.
|At Hurry Curry - Venice and Beethoven. Delicious and ridiculously cheap.|
After those rainy first days here.
And today it was pushing hot.
Car or mobile storage bin?
There was a small arts and crafts fair at Moorpark and Laurel Canyon near where we were visiting. I was impressed with the quality of the work. Young people, but also retired folks. One guy was a National Geographic photographer. This guy was a pathologist and does really interesting work with paints and collages. While we were talking, there was a loud crunching sound.
Ah, California. Who says you can't meet others while driving? We met Deano. Not driving. I was admiring his neat shadow boxes with my camera and he didn't like that. But I apologized and we had a good talk. He's got a blue thumbnail. I have pictures but he made it clear posting them would not be appreciated. So go to his website.
Another hospital visit. (My mom's doing fine, this is someone else.)
And the ride home on the freeway. Don't worry, we were going less than 10/mph at this point. Six lanes southbound. I'm no longer used to driving 60 mph with so many cars all around me making sudden moves. At night. So crawling along was fine.