We drove out to Malibu Canyon today and attended a very cool class on aboriginal hunting, trapping and stalking. It was beautiful country, and while I had thought I'd drop Oliver off and do some work, I found myself, instead, walking and hiking through the brown and golden fields, past herds of deer in the quietest place you can imagine. I took lots of pictures, more of which I'll share later.
As you can imagine, The Big O is in his element. I'm warming up in the car -- hence, the weird formatting.