Um...

Should I be worried about how many fictional history books are included in this search?

40 years...

and my parents still seem to like each other...

At their wedding my Mom wore a sweet empire cut dress with a pink and lace vest (for the reception) and my Pop wore a ruffled powder blue shirt (with extra ruffles) and this swank plaid suit coat (bell bottomed pants were not saved for us posterity)...
Happy Anniversary (a month ago)!

Sunset in San Francisco tonight was like this.

Scents

Idyllwild smells like cedar, pine and vanilla crushed under your feet.
New York City, in the summer smells like thunder and sweat, in the spring it smells like cinnamon.
Berlin has this odd mix of spices I cannot name, but it is oddly savory.
London smelled of wet concrete and brick.
The redwood forest smells like petrichor even when it hasn't been raining.
Monterey smells like salt water, fish, pine, and funnel cakes.

Berkeley must smell like something but I can't tell.  My nostrils refuse to clear. They have shut tight so that I can only detect the strongest of smells through a perpetual allergy induced sense blindness.  This season seems to be worse than ever and frustration is building.

The Best? FIre?

This is my favorite building in my neighborhood... It is the Best? Fire Equipment.

Makes me smile every day.

Returns!

About a week too late to take any photos of my last design of 2011... my Nikon has returned from the repair shop after a two month stay...

and now I wait to be paid enough to get the CPU lens I really want...

... but I am excited anyway and taking pictures of anything that gets in my way!

This time; Do not drop the camera!