on a clover, if alive, erupts a vast, pure evil; a fire volcano

went to sea ranch this weekend. puzzles, salads, cinnamon carmel soy dream, beach and trail runs, house hunting, lp transfers, an offer accepted on my parent's house in ptown, my near taxi's death experience on highway 1, and one angry cat. it was fun and i want to go back. i might retire there with my parents.

bikers

















pirates and patriots

















puzzling taxi

















sea veggies

























and some tidepooling