Daily Archives: August 11, 2017

A fire very close to my heart… the very last post about my recent adventures in the Bay Area…

No, that isn’t just another photo taken from the hills above Berkeley, where I often drive to take photos of the sunset and San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge over across the bay. Look in the foreground. At the … Continue reading

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Spilling wienies… wait… it’s not quite as bad as it sounds…

You know how sometimes, before that first cup of coffee, when you are still groggy with sleep, you say something deliciously weird? I had a doozy this morning. I was in the kitchen, waiting for my coffee to finish brewing. … Continue reading

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