Plein air capturing the early morning marine layer view of the Orange County coast. Couldn’t see much out there in all that wet gray, so I pulled up on the side of the Coast Highway, and set up inside the van to paint the one thing I could see all too well. Since I blocked two parking spots to get this parking meter lined up with my side door, I played it safe and fed both of those hungry monsters all the change I could scrounge up, which only bought me about a half hour. I wasn’t quite done so I spent another 15 or so in front of the expired meters, but thankfully with no sign of the meter maid. Where would I be without her? Right here apparently, in the dismal wet fog of an OC winter morning.

Eating donuts as Jimi Hendrix quotes Bob
Dylan from beyond the horizon through a
Scratchy cassette tape while Lovely Rita
Was counting quarters in her sleep.