~wanderlusty~
Thursday, June 6th, 2013Since I left my childhood house 26 years ago I’ve moved 21 times, across countries and continents. Until we land next: ¡Viva los Vagabondos!
Since I left my childhood house 26 years ago I’ve moved 21 times, across countries and continents. Until we land next: ¡Viva los Vagabondos!
While fetching sandwiches from our neighborhood cafe to kickoff le big packing weekend, I received this Public Service Announcement from the streets of San Francisco.
There was endless love at the Japanese Tea Garden today… everyone smooching, laughing, dancing tango, strangers interacting (my favorite team: homo couple and three middle school girls trading off snapping each others pics). Everyone just loving on humanity, myself and da goils (see last picture) included. Very much needed.
Self-referential detail of cigar-smoking, pants-wearing, fire-chasing Lillie Hitchcock Coit’s Tower fresco.
Although Coit is the Matron Saint of S.F. firefighters and was an honorary member of the Knickerbocker Engine No. 5, the resemblance of the Deco tower to a fire hose nozzle is said to be purely coincidental.
San Francisco really showed off today, with breezy blue [...]
you are photographed by NYT mag as typical residents of Bolinas: bourgeois bohemian/hippie holdout enclave of Marin.
When the not-truly-ironic mirrored aviators arrive, it’s time to say ciao Los Angeles!
At the Formosa Cafe: Chinese food and Singapore Slings in the Red Car trolley across from the old Samuel Goldwyn Studio, aka The Lot. Plus Zsa Zsa!
Self-portrait in 1919 mirror. Plus Alitini…
A one week trip to Laguna for my Grandma Edith’s birthday became two. Here are the love-drenched beginnings…
Took our New Year’s guest for a row around Stow Lake and a visit to the Beach Chalet, which has a fine maquette of Golden Gate Park (including the lake, below) and a WPA fresco mural painted by Lucian Labaudt in 1936.