By John Murphy Recently I’ve been remodeling my house on the north side of Redlands. More accurately, I’ve hired companies and handymen to do it. I only remodel sentences. There are alleys on the north side, an unusual feature of the area. One is behind my back fence. That’s where an unusual man hungContinue reading “R.I.P. Carlos”
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Sunday spooktacular
A hearst driven by a skeleton on your front lawn? Yes, in Smiley Park. By John Murphy September is a transitional month. Summer ends and fall begins. Leaves fall and get crushed underfoot. Like UCLA football. Talk about a dead-man’s party … here’s a stiff in a coffin, showed off by a pair of skeletons.Continue reading “Sunday spooktacular”
Morning rush
A row of palm trees — low-hanging fruit for an amateur photographer. By John Murphy I got four hours of sleep Thursday night, so I feel like a million dollars. Or at least half a mil. I got up, finished writing a story, and watched some news. By 6 a.m. I was on my wayContinue reading “Morning rush”
Orange Blossom tale
Pink flowers grow between remnants of the old Kite-Shaped Track from the early 1900s. The rails were forged in Germany. By John Murphy Monday afternoon I left Highland, crossed the wash, and wound up on Grove Street in Redlands. My goal was to walk a portion of the Orange Blossom Trail. The 7.5-mile trailContinue reading “Orange Blossom tale”
Back in the saddle
The sky is red and blue behind the old Smith house on Olive Avenue. By John Murphy Dog walking interrupted my bicycling for a while, but Saturday I got back on track with a trek from Highland to Redlands. My breathing was a little heavier than usual as I have not put in many milesContinue reading “Back in the saddle”
Sunday rider
I arrived unharmed and one of my first stops was the El Nayar Bakery on Orange Street. It’s a must-stop for tamales and the line was out the door.
Senior moment
I was approaching a concrete barrier and applying the brakes when I went off a curb I couldn’t see in the dark. Splat. I tumbled off the bike right onto my big senior citizen butt. Oh, the embarrassment.
Morning rush
I could have stopped and helped, but I didn’t. Needed to get my miles in.
Blue-collar hero
Among a gang of blue-collar workers Tuesday, Redlands’ Rick Gonzales stood out.
Perfect start
A full moon. Purple sky. Palm trees. Nice way to start the day.
Main Street Dog 