So first of all, yeah, we had an earthquake here in Malibu last night. Just 3.3, but after more than a year of killer quakes working their way around the world, there is no "just" any more. It's not until the shaking actually stops that you know what you've got, and in our house, that was adrenaline.

In much better news, the sand here was swept clean by the tides last night, piled high with kelp. Love when we're lucky enough to have insomnia get there first.