I have many memories of Chinatown, SF and LA, and 99% of them are family memories.
Strolling through
I still hear my ancestors
Laughing
Eating
Playing
Sounds. Smells. Sights.
Tastes.
Textures.
This is Chinatown LA.
June 26, 2012
I have many memories of Chinatown, SF and LA, and 99% of them are family memories.
Strolling through
I still hear my ancestors
Laughing
Eating
Playing
Sounds. Smells. Sights.
Tastes.
Textures.
This is Chinatown LA.
June 26, 2012
Goodbye Willy
We love you
^..^
Willy left the physical realm on June 20, 2012
His Spirit soars in Heaven and here on Earth.
If you knew Willy, you knew the wisdom of his Daorw.
<3
For Willy: Micki and Tim’s Farewell
April 29, 2012
The Huntington Gardens had another plant sale this weekend. I didn’t want to miss out!
These are my new buddies.
Echinopsis hybrid x 2… Those are the ones with pink flowers.
Mint julep, white flowering rosemary, and Italian parsley.
After my excursion with the plant sale, I explored the gardens.
The beauty and grandeur always capture me.
The squirrels were loving all the attention too.
I moved into this magical fairy cottage in Burbank.
There are no pets allowed… No animals in captivity that is.
Meet Princess.
She used to be an indoors cat.
Now she is an outdoors cat.
The neighbors love her and she has a bowl at each house.
She loves me too.
A lot.
Here is Princess modeling.
And taking a cat nap.
Meow.
Dear Charlene,
We’ve met before somewhere in the Sky before the Universe expanded.
You the Sun. I the Moon.
I believe this with my whole heart.
Here on Earth, I have met you in the stories that Rain and Nora share with me.
You are here with us as I continue your legacy with Rain, at SunRain Productions.
You were a wonderful person and you were with us today in the park with Rain, Jon, Pixel and me.
We chased the wind.
We laughed. We breathed.
We celebrated life.
You infuse our hearts with beauty and joy.
You are dancing in the sky.
Thank you for being in our lives.
I wish I could have heard your human laughter, seen your human eyes sparkle, touched your kind giving human hands…
But I feel your warmth and your spirit when the Sun beams down.
And I feel safe under the tutelage of your wings.
I picked out one of my photos from Thanksgiving and I am dedicating it to you, Charlene, in your honor.
Honed, forged, rising from fire,
kicked by the heel of the moon,
the sun bows on mountains, it’s stage.
With flare she dances,
enraptures, romances,
pirouettes, prances,
with brilliance that never will age.
– Sun Flares by Sandra S Corona
Good night sweet prince
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!
Adieu adieu.
Adieu oh radiant angel and friend.
Never enough photos but these are the best ones when you would let me take them.
I love you Bogart.
Goodbye, Max
You are the sweetest cat.
<3
We had known of Max’s imminent departure over a month ago.
Yet, we posted his face all over Instagram and on the internet
in the hopes that your love
for his sweet face would overfill his heart.
Tilt the Max-o-meter!!!
And it worked!
Max stayed with us for another Thanksgiving,
and another Christmas with Rain, Jon, Pixel, and Buster…
Today Max left us.
He is free from pain.
He is free to roam the Universe,
Soak in the sunbeams, lick his paws, purr
As cats do…
But he will always be in our hearts,
Always at our feet,
Always warming our laps, our giant fur ball
Always perched on the back of the couch purring,
Always loving us from where he is now.
Nothing ever dies.
Because everything lives forever.
Jon rescued Max from the LA River years ago.
In turn, Max rescued us.
He did a loving job.
A friend commented on my photos one day,
“Diana, you see so many wonderful things! I see the same s*** every day!”
I said to him,
“You need to keep your head up and look around. If you keep your head down and look at the ground, of course you see the same s*** every day!”
Keep your head up.
There is so much to see and experience.
So much to be thankful for…
Every day.
For Bridget because she loves yellow roses
Huntington Gardens
November 23, 2011
Happy Thanksgiving!