Sunday, July 05, 2009
Friday, July 03, 2009
I swear
Our reward for work today: porpoises, playing just offshore in Carmel Bay. Surfers, dogs and beach-goers appeared not to notice, but those of us up on the hill watched two groups of porpoises swimming and frolicking parallel to the beach. Here are some grainy photos to prove it:



I know. Those fuzzy dots could be anything. Surfers. Kayakers. Rocks. Dogs. Sharks. But they were porpoises. I swear.



I know. Those fuzzy dots could be anything. Surfers. Kayakers. Rocks. Dogs. Sharks. But they were porpoises. I swear.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
the view today

A massive house on the cliffs. The window-cleaning takes all day. But what a view. If you have a spare $20mil, it could be yours.


Thrilling bonus at the end of the day as we were packing up. A beautiful adult peregrine falcon circling right over our heads, diving, and kakkking at us, letting us know we were in her territory.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Mystery
These old Carmel cottages are becoming more and more rare, as they are bought up, torn down and replaced with faux chateaux. This one has a hypnotic, desolate air about it, the roof overgrown with moss and lichens, the fence collapsing and meandering under the weight of ivy and other feral greenery.




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