Driving by the front on the way to the parking lot I get a glimpse of the giant shiny vats used to make the beer, impressive. Think I need to borrow one and stick it in my front lawn area, people driving by would slow down to take a look that’s for sure……nah just kidding! […]
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The Hills
Cold is the evening Music brightens the darkness Party ends with song. Night is cold. Enclosed patio and heat lamps keep frostbite at bay. Saturday nights there is live music. The guitarist is playing Eagles songs I like.
PB Bakery & Cafe
Dreamsicle cupcake Lost in memories fading Photographs of past. Sugar & Scribe was one of my fav bakeries in town and I was sad they left as I’m in this area often.
Lake Murray Reservoir 5540 Kiowa Dr, La Mesa, CA 91942
Sunshine, gentle breeze, nice temperature, humans bringing you food….what more could a duck ask for? The ducks do their happy quack and fluffy rear end wiggle, you know the one. A pair of geese swim by eyeing us for possible food donations.
Grand Ole BBQ Y Asado
Mr. Bernstein: A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn’t think he’d remember. You take me. One day, back in 1896, I was crossing over to Jersey on the ferry, and as we pulled out, there was another ferry pulling in, and on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A […]
Scripps Ranch Farmers Market
An animal knows what it is, and accepts it. A man may know what he is — but he questions. He dreams. He strives. Changes. Grows.” Chris Claremont – Wolverine Her skin is bright orange glinting in the sun. Her scent as you brush against her firm skin sweet like an orange. She opened up […]
Museum of Making Music 5790 Armada Dr, Carlsbad, CA 92008
Music has always been in my life in one form or another. The most moving pieces I’ve found originate from the great classical music masters such as; Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin and Tchaikovsky to name a few. My favorite instrument is the piano, probably because my Mother plays quite well. So as you can imagine […]
Little Jewel of New Orleans – Los Angeles
Bottles of soda Water from Europe & mountains Cornish game hens fry. Gold sparkling in the sun. Crunchy batter sliding past my lips. Southern spices exciting my tongue. I was dreaming of eating the catfish at Little Jewel of New Orleans. Now that I’m here my will is weak.