I worked a longer shift yesterday so my YMCA compadre Jorge could have the afternoon to attend a career day/fair for computer science majors at Cal Poly. When I left work I drove to…

So, this is an abbreviated post for this morning. Feel free to send flowers, money, cards of various condolence, cool photos of cows. Monday early afternoon, working with the fact that my hair had…

I never jumped all the way into the ocean this year, nevermind not a single rushing ride on a boogie board. The fact is I gave my boogie board away when I left San…

I was standing behind the front desk at the Channel Islands YMCA Thursday morning. Earlier, when I woke up and sat in meditation and drank coffee and read books and wrote Morning Pages, I…

I went hiking in the Laguna Lake open space yesterday, a little after noon. The air was clean and sparkly from the previous night’s storm, mountains bursting into the blue, streams of white clouds…

I snapped this picture at 6:30 last night. A storm dropping down from Alaska swept through much of California the last couple of days – the central coast here drenched from early Monday evening…

Saturday, Sunday, and Monday mornings I went out in the dark to look at the stars, in particular Orion’s Belt. For some reason it has taken me five months of living in San Luis…

The seven days, the seven hikes through the Laguna Lake open space….Friday I perceived myself as nothing more than a ragamuffin, ambling along, stopping again and again, maybe the 23rd time looking at the…

Out on the Laguna Lake trails later Thursday afternoon, home from work, a coffee at Starbucks. “Hey” to the baristas, Dylan and James. Day six. There are more clouds now as autumn settles in,…

Perhaps you remember the scene in “Field of Dreams” where Shoeless Joe Jackson, stunned by the life he finds himself in, asks Ray Kinsella, “Is this heaven?” And Ray answers, “No, this is Iowa.”…