Who Knew Dog Poo Could Be a Positive Thing?

Izzi starts dancing circles around me as soon as I pull my blue tennies out of the closet…she knows these particular shoes mean WALKIES. And as we crest the hill on Highway One, the hill that reveals a stunning view of the entire hamlet and coastline of Cayucos, she starts whining, because she knows we…

When Life Hands You Sand Dollars…

Each time Izzi and I walk along Dog Beach in Morro Bay, the Ocean offers up a theme. Sometimes it’s a bounty of heart shaped rocks, or slipper shells, or a day filled with volumes of sea glass treasures. There might be a vast amount of seaweed one day, or orange scallop shells so tiny…