Thanksgiving n'at.

     There are some things that I'm sure people will never, no matter how many times I try to explain, ever understand about Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

Like Eat n' Park or Giant Eagle.
Maybe a certain organic chemistry professor of mine from Philly will understand Sheetz.
But the joy of knowing you're with people who also recognize "dahntahn" as the place where Heinz Field and PNC Park and the "cultural" and "strip" districts are...

Long story short: it was unbelievably good to be home with family, friends, birds, and rain for Thanksgiving.

This. This is fall.  Photo courtesy of mia madre about a month ago.

And for some reason....my pictures aren't loading. Edit later?

Cheers.

Wilderness Park and Mt.Baldy Road.

November nights and mornings in Santa Barbara to sunsets in L.A. 

I don't really know what I have to say beyond the fact that I almost always feel too lucky to live in California.

Think I'll leave it at that.

Cheers.

Props to Priscilla (the car) for the near-20k miles since March.