Walking around town when I get breaks between meetings I’ve dragged along one of two cameras. One is a trusty roll film camera that I’ve been using for years, and the other is this embarrassment of a digital camera, the… Read More »last Newport post: cameras/semi-mysterious tower
I first ran across what later came to be known as the Mojave Phone Booth in January of 1993 or 4. I’d been camping that weekend in what was soon to become Mojave National Preserve, and one day was exploring… Read More »the mojave phonebooth: part 1, weird at first sight
I love big, splashy plants as much as the next person, but there’s a plant that I’ve got a special attachment to that’s neither big nor splashy. The green rose, Rosa chinensis viridiflora, lives up to its name. When the… Read More »the kindness of strangers