~inspiration point~
Friday, August 27th, 2010Berkeley day including hike around Inspiration Point in Tilden Park. Gonna check out the native plant sale at the botanical garden in spring…
Berkeley day including hike around Inspiration Point in Tilden Park. Gonna check out the native plant sale at the botanical garden in spring…
New apartment: check! Alfonso job: check! Kim job: coming…not too shabby for two weeks in town.
So it was time to give the man a mini-vacation and introduction to his new coastline. We drove to Marin along HWY 1 through Point Reyes, stopping at Muir and Stinson beaches, and finishing the day at Nick’s Cove, a [...]
House-hunting began in earnest this weekend. Was considering the Richmond and Sunset areas (both run alongside Golden Gate Park toward the ocean), however kindly note in these near simultaneously created images the fine illustration of what is known as microclimate. In one, blue skies, fluffy clouds, and things with shadows. In the other, not so [...]
Our drive up the coast ended with SF’s “welcoming” embrace of one of its own…
A midnight swim in the Olympic-sized, Mission Revival (1913) mineral pool (with eerie view of steaming geyser that feeds it), under the meteor-filled August sky is an experience that will stay with me a long while. Mom made a wish on a Perseid casualty. Heaven.
Cheesecake for the patient:
The ladies spent two nights at the oldest spa in Calistoga, Indian Springs. We enjoyed volcanic ash mudbaths (my first–divinely primordial) and the general Zelda Fitzgerald ambience created by fellow guests playing badminton and croquet in spa robes while proffering invitations to the “inhalarium.”
We toured a handful of wineries in St. Helena, Yountville, Napa– two [...]
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Today we breakfasted in the wet clouds in a cabin once owned by Orson Welles and Rita Hayworth, now home to a fine cafe and restaurant, Nepenthe. The word is Ancient Greek, directly translating to “not-sorrow,” and referring to an elixir to bring forgetfulness. The journey along the coast of my home state [...]
After a month seaside, I spent the day saying goodbye to Laguna and tying up a multitude of loose ends, including the pressing need to catalog the seaweed. Love that Prussian Blue (aka ferric ferrocyanide).
Cylindrical landscape paintings, effulgence, lemonade, sinister foliage, Flopper and Boris (bunnies), prospectors and grizzlies (painted), the surprise of old friends. A magical night passed here.