FACEBOOK, NOV. 20 MALIBU REMEMBERED
Smoke might have lifted, but descending on my Malibu is a dark cloud of sorrow. Ferrying friends to their burnt ruins, giving and gettting hugs everywhere, talking and texting, is a mix of emotions: a resolve to return and rebuild, disgust with the city mismanagement (read David Saul) and many questions, and a clutter of answers, rumors and a silence which is deafening. More to come when the power comes on and im back at my computer. I miss her, my neighbors, the dog park denizens, the bark of sealions, screech of the wild parrots and the crash of calming waves.