Memories of Beach Girls
A couple of warm days and the hint of summer digs into my bones. Tossing tennis shoes aside, I brave the shoreline barefooted. The sand squishes between my toes, and […]
A couple of warm days and the hint of summer digs into my bones. Tossing tennis shoes aside, I brave the shoreline barefooted. The sand squishes between my toes, and […]
One of the curious affects of living in Laguna Beach for a long time is that you stop paying much attention to the neighborhood (except for story poles and DRB […]
The thwack of the ball against a metal bat echoes up the hill from the baseball field. I can almost make out the LBHS game, except that the thick grove […]
Thoughts of what makes a community have been rambling in my head for a few weeks. What is it about Laguna that is so vastly different than Dana Point, Newport […]
“All the dirt that’s fit to print.” That’s what my editor, Cindy, echoing a remark that graced the front of the New York Times. We chuckle over her remark, but […]
A wild rage of red, vermillion, and violet boldly announces the first day of 2005 as the sun crests the horizon amidst cloudy skies. An early breeze mingles with the […]
Desert scents, released by the night’s rain, permeate the narrow walls of Ventana Canyon and fill my nostrils with the heady fragrance of wet creosote and paloverde. My friend, Laurie […]