

Cal Fire Firefighter Adam Dean holding Smokey JuniorA chick helicopter pilot flying Aerial Construction all over the central U.S., Fire all over the U.S., and News, Charter, and Production in Los Angeles.


Cal Fire Firefighter Adam Dean holding Smokey Junior
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2 comments:
Oh just looking at that bear, the power of fire, the cycle of life that fire brings, spares and takes away.
We are linked to this infinite circle no matter where we are,
whether we are in some high rise, flying through the air or walking the switchbacks. Life continues with us and without us.
May we all find the joy of being.
Know that it is good now instead of later, when it is gone.
I just clicked onto one of your favorite blogs The Valley Observed and found that bit about Jack Oakie! (one of my favorite actors)and his estate being parceled out.
I just watched him in the 1933 Paramount picture "The Eagle and The Hawk".
All of Southern California is being parceled out, chopped and sold to the highest bidder. What butchery and shame. All of our visual landmarks are dieing Desiree.
I had to pick up my grandmothers ashes down at Santa Ana today and I got lost. We used to go and get tamales at Sarinana Tamale Factory on 5th St. in Santa Ana at least every other week, but going into Santa Ana today I couldn't find any landmarks and I wandered through my memories, lost.
I still love this land though. The light is unique here. I can still see the Plein Air Movement when I look out the window of my wooded Laguna shack or when I walk along the beach during morning.
I can't ever see leaving here.
Hope your finding time to hide and relax.
Don't worry about the blog thing. It's all good!
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