This clock hangs on the side of a nice but fairly traditional office building. The hands of the clock have children dangling from them. Hanging on for dear life? Swinging with great joy? Depends on your mood that day as you drive past.
(At the corner of Melrose and La Cienega in West Hollywood.)
suffocating Mr. Bill
about to fly
emptiness all around
it's a hanging
Frog Gone Bad. Or maybe Frog Tortured? In which case, Frog Won't Give Up The Goods. Stalwart Frog Won't Croak.
Um. Yeah. Frogs make me goofy. This one's named Emuff, by the way. No, I don't know what it means.
being done unto
on the rocks
lassoed a big one
An unusual Nativity scene (taken at the Venice Boat Parade last month).
Sometimes a home looks the most perfectly inviting when you're peeking in the window.
(This is the house we rented in Cambria.)
love through a screen door
through a lace curtain
Taken in Solvang, a touristy Danish town just outside Santa Barbara.
our new best friend
against the sky
Windblown Monterey Cypress. Central Coast, just north of San Simeon.
late night extravagance
Part of my birthday celebration last week.
still life in a public restroom
Dim sum cart (and carter) at Ocean Star in Monterey Park.
An image from our New Years Day brunch.
I've been gone, haven't I? Though I've written in the blog every day, I haven't had the energy to do that and also post daily pictures. But I'm back. I'm pretty sure of that. I've missed the pictures.