More pictorials of my cruise through the city east of downtown. Over bridges, past murals, fading graffiti posters, across greenbelts, through tunnels, past ginseng warehouses, and all manner of urban lore.
Oh yes, even in LA, the eternal sunshine and technicolor hibernate for a few days or hours. Long enough to let in some of the milky light. Enough to remind us that it is winter.
Meanwhile back at Moss Cottage I’m still in hibernation mode. Barely stumbling out of my den to type these few words.
But even bears can get excited. Tomorrow is Super Tuesday after all. This she-bear is all aquiver with excitement. Wondering if the absentee ballot I cast a few weeks back will hit the jackpot. Oh Muchachos, I hope so!
Between that and Jane Austen Regrets on Masterpiece Theatre last night I’m almost ready to burst out of hibernation for good. Well…at least long enough to buy my ticket for the Amalfi Coast. Those 2 blissful weeks of Italian recreation are heading straight for me.
As I settle into these last couple of months of monkey wrangling my travel abroad will be restricted to these wonderous country stats. Stop with the eye rolling already. Some of us are more easily entertained than others.
This is my 200th post since last February when I began Dispatch From LA. I am stunned. It’s been a whirlwind of words and photos and art. If you’re thinking of beginning a blog…don’t think too hard. Just jump in and do it. I wish you great boldness and confidence. 200 posts ago I had no earthly idea where all the words and art were going to come from. I still don’t.