Drive Down, Drive Back


At least I had a cellphone with me. I had “upgraded” to a cheaper phone that I can take pictures with and email ’em home. I am so technologically behind…

I came back on 99 through Bakersfield, Fresno, etc. Always a strange feeling going through parts of California that I don’t really remember but I was there as a child. The sky-sun-pavement feeling is always there, like a razor-edge heat, but the scenery has been altered through time, the transitioning human “footprint”.



I have been taking more time to work in the garden—even though I feel pressured to “work more” (job) and “play less” (life). What a terrible dichotomy.

Saturday, while in the roses, I ran into this interesting creature.