Category Archives: Stories of my life

Saving Christmas; part 3…

Posted on January 21, 2021 by pouringmyartout

We managed to pull off our traditional Christmas dinner, after all the quarantining and testing and what not. Did I mention that I drove my mother-in-law’s RV to the Bay Area in a convoy with my wife, younger daughter and … Continue reading →

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Saving democracy… part 1…

Posted on January 20, 2021 by pouringmyartout

My 97-year-old mother, with Joe Biden. Because we had a late Christmas, we decided we should have a late New Years also. It was all planned by my older daughter Jessica. We did it during the inauguration. It was more … Continue reading →

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Saving Christmas; part 2…

Posted on January 19, 2021 by pouringmyartout

We finally had our Christmas yesterday! Thanks, covid. But I would like to fill you in on what I did to try to save a part of Christmas for my wife, back when the rest of you were having your … Continue reading →

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More random photos from my long drive in a motor home to socially-distant visit my 97-year-old-mom in the San Francisco Bay Area, so we can wrap this thing up…

Posted on November 4, 2020 by pouringmyartout

A turkey taking a walk. A weird squirrel I met in the Berkeley Rose garden… what does he have in his mouth? It looks like the stuffing from a plush animal doll. Is he building a nest? Is he a … Continue reading →

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Not just any…

Posted on October 25, 2020 by pouringmyartout

A father and his son, walking together. They enjoy each other’s company, the father giving lessons about nature without being too obvious that he is teaching anything at all. Sometimes no word are exchanged, and the moment is enough. The … Continue reading →

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Some perks of driving 500 miles in a motor home to visit my 97-year-old mother at the house in the Bay Area where I grew up, in a socially-distant, responsible manner… I mean the visit, not me when I was growing up, I was perhaps socially-distant, but no way was I ever responsible…

Posted on October 23, 2020 by pouringmyartout

So I borrowed my mother-in-law’s motor home to visit my mom. Is that weird? Also, is it weird that for a 60-year-old guy my legs are still so sexy? First perk; Dew-speckled roses in the morning. Sorry, I know you … Continue reading →

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The garden where I played as a child…

Posted on October 21, 2020 by pouringmyartout

The old plum tree on the top level of our backyard. Every year, mom would say “don’t eat too many plums” and every year at least two of us, my three brothers and I, would get tummy aches… or worse. … Continue reading →

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My mom’s garden: Dew-kissed roses in the morning…

Posted on October 20, 2020 by pouringmyartout

No, that dew isn’t fake dew from my spray mister-bottle! I took these in my mom’s backyard, in the Bay Area, where I am staying for a week… Okay, I am not staying in the backyard, exactly. I am actually … Continue reading →

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Mirror mirror off the wall… the very last one… you know, unless I do some fun digital effects on some of the photos I did the mirror effects on…

Posted on October 18, 2020 by pouringmyartout

We are back where we started, on a picture of a bridge. Not just any bridge, but my favorite bridge, the Golden Gate Bridge, which, ironically, is where I started also, because I was born in San Francisco, and grew … Continue reading →

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Things you should never ever do on a jet ski…

Posted on September 6, 2020 by pouringmyartout

Do not lay face down and do a one-handed push up on a jet ski. I don’t care how manly it makes you look. Don’t put you face on the handlebars. If you hit a wave, you will knock your … Continue reading →

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