Sooty shearwaters feeding in the surf (everything eats)

Sooty shearwaters feeding in the surf (everything eats)

Each summer flocks of sooty shearwaters fly low over the Monterey Bay, diving and squawking as they feed on masses of bait fish – anchovies, sardines, squid, and krill – that school just below the water’s glistening surface. You see them coming in the distance, an impressive mass a mile or more in length; thousands of birds flying low over the water forming a cacophony of feathered missiles plunging headfirst for food.

A dog walked into a bar . . .

A dog walked into a bar . . .

Pup took me for a walk this morning. He didn’t seem to want to take our usual route around the block to the empty field above Seacliff Beach to dig at gopher holes, so I followed him to see what he wanted to do. He made a beeline for Kid Two’s bus stop, where he sniffed around, left his mark, then took me down the side street bordering the field – past a hidden garden plot and the Meals on Wheels office and the carpet wholesaler and then around the corner away from the beach, where he jumped in fear at the sight of a small forklift. He tried to get into Strock Real Estate – the owner’s dog is a neighbor and friend – but the door was closed. Pup kept close to the storefronts lining Center Street, past The Healing Hairdresser, past the man washing windows outside Pizza One, and then . . . straight into The Med.   The Med was the dive bars of dive bars, the seedy underbelly of Seacliff Beach, where Black Panther Huey Newton was once arrested for shooting a gun during an argument. Maybe pup heard there’s a new owner who cleaned it up quite a bit and wanted to see for himself. 9AM is a little early for me, though. Luckily little dogs are easy to coax away from neighborhood...
Imagine Whirled Peas

Imagine Whirled Peas

Usually, in the morning, Koah takes me to the empty field next to the state beach to hunt Pokemon in the tall grass and gophers in the mounds of loose dirt. Dog knows how to have a good time. Other mornings he blazes new trails up and down neighboring streets, tracking the nocturnal raccoons and barking sharply at any fat crow that crosses his path. He really hates crows. I love having the hour to take a closer look at this microcosm where we live and have been taking a picture or two each day of something that catches my eye. Sometimes there are threads. Peace has been prominent lately. We discovered this pole installed at one neighbor’s house: This message painted on a boulder on the way to the beach: And this tongue in cheek, but hopefully not poking fun, bumper sticker: Not surprisingly, whirled peas is much more common out there than actual world peace. Whirled Peas isn’t just a bumper sticker sentiment. It’s also: a game a band a brand of organic baby food a Denver catering company a blog an Etsy bead shop And of course, you can actually whirl peas: Whirled Peas by rasman1978 I take my peace when I can find it and my peas un-whirled with yuzu in a stir fry. Use that #aWalkAroundTheNeighborhood hashtag  … I’d love to see what catches the eye in your neighborhood. I’m @lifeinaskillet on Twitter and plain lifeinaskillet on...

Father’s Day from Koah

Everyone loves Dad . . . especially the new puppy . . . only 8 months old and he’s already editing his own videos! Click here to watch the surprise Father’s Day movie Koah cooked up with Kid Two. Enjoy! embedded by Embedded Video Download Video  ...