Lambiedog

Sunset

A hare's breadth

 
 

Relic

    After years of nosing around the bluff, the wonder is that there's always something new to find. 

Near the Berman-Yoshpe bench, I found a geodetic survey triangulation disk from 1988.

 

  Where there's a triangulation disk, there should be reference disks not far away.  Something new to try to sniff out.

Big dog

    Although I am not large in stature, I cast a long shadow.

(Quarter provided for scale.) 

Up Westridge

For our most recent outing with Teresa, we took a break from stair walks and instead went up Westridge in Mandeville Canyon.
Although I resisted walking in the heat, and tried to hide in the shade, when we got up high I had to admit that the view was spectacular.  
 

Well-matched

I can't speak, and my grandfather can't hear.  We enjoy a companionable silence.

Post-Downton blues

Without Sunday nights to look forward to, I am adrift.

I fancied myself in the Himalayas

At my post as the glamoristas depart

    We had a lot of guests recently, but then they trickled away, back to their sophisticated lives in New York and San Francisco.  

My life stays centered on my sofa.  I could feel envious of the road not taken, but instead I choose to view myself as the rock of stability that travelers can count on when they return.

If yes, is he a good licker?

yes I said yes I am Yes