A Home is Where the Heart is

I love this house. So quaint and quiet. And complete with a black cat. I could live there… I dream of the day when my bed no longer occupies the floor of a rented apartment. Where the walls are mine to paint freely or knock down, already have beautiful art...

Remember the Lesson from the Lizard

Yesterday, while heading out for the afternoon, I also stepped on this little guy. He was just chilling on the steps, not really caring what was going on around him. He didn’t move a muscle while I took his picture. He just followed me curiously with his eyes....

These Are the Things on My Street

When I lived in Southern California I sort of just drove every where in a (sometimes angry) rush.  Since moving to Walnut Creek and abandoning my vehicle I’ve had a little bit more time to stop and smell the roses or at least acknowledge that they’re...

A Back Burner Night

That’s what a friend’s mom called the nights when dinner is made of whatever’s left in the fridge. Tonight we’re dining on green beans, pintos, squash, garlic and pasta.  Why not, right? Easy to make, easy to eat. Fills you up without weighing...

Karma’s Watchin’

Phew. What a day! I’m still battling this stupid summer cold and really wasn’t looking forward to today. I rested all weekend but still wasn’t feeling much better and I guess all the pressure of having to leave my apartment got to me because I had a...