Author: Reg Green ^{p. 8}

PHOTO REFLECTIONS It only took one downpour and this slope in the Angeles National Forest near La Cañada that has gone all winter bare, parched and ugly burst...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS After two days of hiking in gales that had small trees threshing around like mad men and the air hazy with dust, and another day with...

This is getting to be beyond a joke. By Reg Green A few days ago it was Mai Tais at poolside weather. Yesterday I wrote about the ten-tenths cloud in the...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS Last week, the story of the San Gabriel mountains overlooking Pasadena was blue skies, long views and nature awakening. By Reg Green Today...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS One morning this week at around 7, I walked through a small cloud of gnats on a trail through the Angeles National Forest. By Reg Green...

I’ve discovered that one of the best-known afflictions of extreme old age has an unexpected benefit. By Reg Green I hope you’ll pardon my...

I spent my most memorable Valentine’s Day at the birthplace of St. Valentine’s himself, Terni, in central Italy. It was just a few our seven-year-old son, ...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS We were not alone in having to cope with the ferocious wind that roared through Pasadena last night and this morning. By Reg Green Above is...

Editor’s Note: Please help us wish Reg Green a Happy 91st Birthday by leaving a comment below. Reg is a seasoned journalist residing in the SGV. He gets...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS Here is how Pasadena — or, rather, the absence of Pasadena — looked at 7:00 am, Sunday, January 26, 2020. By Reg Green These...

My house in La Cañada has turned into a sweatshop. Few days ago, I wrote about a giant teapot that appeared in the living room. Then came a teacup big enough...

Here’s a photo of my wife, Maggie. Lovely, isn’t she? By Reg Green She’s the costumer for the cheeky Pacific Opera Project of Eagle Rock, seen...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS After the fierce winds that whipped up the wildfires so alarmingly, an unnatural calm has descended on the San Gabriel mountains. Here among...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS The front range of the San Gabriels is decorated with a greater profusion of yuccas in bloom than anyone I know can remember. They are...

PHOTO REFLECTIONS Does this look like the Arroyo Seco that you know? This photo was taken a couple of miles up from La Cañada at the very edge of the low cloud...

“It’s June in January,” Bing Crosby used to sing when I was just getting interested in the meaning of words. By Reg Green It seemed a trifle...