it was a bottoms and thumb’s up weekend. fo’sho. my new favorite mocktail of freshly squeezed lime and grapefruit juice, spritzed with equal parts soda water, kept me bubbling and effervescent all friday and saturday night. and although the super moon...
this friday, june 21st, summer officially commences down at the cannery, with the art of movement, a fundraiser benefiting we are ocean, a non-profit, public organization who comes together in an effort “to harness the ocean’s healing powers and help others...
although gloomy june tried to murk up newport beach with its grey sky and misty-morning, coastal fog, and then seemed to party crash until early evening, i still managed to find major summer sunshine during the weekend. apparently my birthday is more of a birthday...
it’s been a bee-hive, busy may. this month i might have promised too many honey pots, so i’m looking forward to a slower, more languid, mint juleps in the afternoon, chased with a pre-supper siesta, sort of summer. for the next three months my tuition is...
like the hundreds of thousands of lawless, african honey bees who, with the discipline of an invading military, swarmed into tampa, florida, swaddling and engulfing two park rangers, the same could be said for our recent warm weather which has marched in and occupied...
i’m on to you southern california. i’m on to you, and i like it. this week i’ve noticed a general breeze of the playful sweeping through the streets and cities of my beloved state. i’ve named them the santa ana sillys. it’s not as is...
