murphy ranch, pt 3, the last.

  It’s the strangest thing, to come to the end of a book. I’ve been reading a lot lately, a book a day or every other day, reading far into the night when I’m supposed to be sleeping, waking before my alarm and reading with one eye closed and my cat burrowing under the comforters […]

murphy ranch, pt 2.

My words are being all used up in other places. For now, enjoy some photographs. A hike down to an abandoned nazi ranch. A bright spring day. A collection of graffiti. A world within a world… photographs taken at Murphy Ranch in Los Angeles, California