neither here nor there

When it’s not for avsya.

Barbara Rubin and Tierre…

Barbara Rubin and Tierre Sauvage. Tierre made a documentary film, Lessons of the Spirit, the story of a French village that saved 5,000 Jews, Tierre’s parents among them. Barbara went to law school with Bonnie and they belong to the same temple.

Nancy Rosenburg, in profile…

Nancy Rosenburg, in profile in the red hat, is Bonnie’s long time friend from college. You’ll meet the others later.

Before the walk the nature guide had a big tub of show-and-tell including a dead bat, bird nests, a deer’s antler, and…

And Nancy had treats…

And Nancy had treats too. Here she passed out some seeds from a local plant. She also carried spritz bottles with water. So you take those seeds, a little spritz of water, rubrubrub, and you can get some lather up like soap. These girls are all like Ewwww.

From Nancy the guide: “The plant that we washed our hands with is called Ceonothus. It’s sometimes referred to as Mountain Lilac or California Lilac. There are about 7 varieties that grow in our area. They bloom from March through April (give or take). The colors of the bloom range from a really beautiful, dark purple/blue to white.”

Mika and Sydney-Grace Niesen. Their parents, also in attendance, are Chuck and Alice. Chuck is a pediatric neurologyst working on a NIH grant application with Ben for hypnosis work with children.

The guide was lovely…

The guide was lovely and entertaining. She passed out magnifying glasses for everyone to wear around their neck and all along the way pointed out interesting facts. Just what you’d hope for in a guided walk.

Here is the back of David Gordon in the plaid and his son Steven. David is a psychologist and Ben got to know him through their work in hypnosis.

Carl, on the left, looking waaay up is one of Ben’s old Jr High School friends.

I was amazed at…

I was amazed at the brush here – all the diversity and colors and design. You’d almost think it was planted that way on purpose. And then come to find out that it was!

They are trying to get more native plans to grow back but it’s a struggle against the invaders such as mustard plant. Mustard plant just loooves it here.

This place is just…

This place is just a few miles up PCH from Malibu. Strolling and yakking away as we were, we didn’t make it all the way to the waterfall but I hope to be back before summer. The wildflowers are bright and plentiful and the setting is a total delight.

I spent a lovely…

April 18, 2006

I spent a lovely hour with David and his dog park pals. From the front, left to right: Karen, Bob, and Jerry; then David, Blair, and Earl.

(David Jones, Camino Real Dog Park)

Michael Salsburg from the good old days…

Michael Salsburg from the good old days in my first computer job before there were PCs, before there were terminals even. We scratched out our programs in pencil, supplemented by very large erasers, and gave them to the keypunchers and got a pile of cards back the next day where, because the keypuncher took the o for a 0, the dang program refused to run and the cycle was repeated the next day and the next. And don’t even Think about dropping that box of cards!

Michael’s site has a lot about his current interests and nothing about computers. For example, he sent me this picture.

Julie and her partner…

Julie and her partner Connie run Redstone Studios. (That’s me and Julie, not Connie and Julie…)

Among the numerous highlights you can review on this site, one of their current works is prominently displayed behind Dick Chaney’s chair and on view in Vanity Fair.

My niece Betsy, my…

My niece Betsy, my nephew Lucas and my grand nephew sweet baby Sander. This is the Most Fantastically Elaborate Cyber-BabyBook any baby could imagine. And he’s just a few months old!

(Sadly, the link is broken, the baby book is gone! I am hassle them to republish!)

Roger and Sandy….

Roger and Sandy.

Roger‘s site is his plan to bring peace and unity to the world. All who were there remember back in the 60’s when Roger’s ideas were taking form. Here they are going on 40 years later out there in cyber-ville. This is a man who Hangs In There. Join up!

Sandy is doing a lot on line these days. Here is her Perfect Spot Tours company and her lovely Fine Art site.

My SON, The Dad!…

My SON, The Dad! Darryl!! and my spectacular granddaughter Rome. His massively entertaining website includes opinion (oh yeah), cool stories, and plenty of interesting links.

And of course you’ve got to pay the bills. Wish you had an online presence? Check him out!

Many more of these…

Many more of these to follow I’m sure.

It’s the Disney Center, the Dorothy Chandler sculpture, and the sky from Charlene’s birthday.

and Gretchen(!)….

and Gretchen(!).

Ya know, I shoulda lens-blurred those backgrounds some. I wonder if that’s the next lesson, or something I missed, and I jumped the gun…

Chapter 4 exercise focusing…

Chapter 4 exercise focusing on selection tools. And like they say, practice never hurts!

I like that so far the exercises have been on a square canvas, like album covers from the old days. The squares below are what the teacher called ‘quilts’ being an exercise in messing about.

A visit to Berkeley…

A visit to Berkeley is no visit at all without a Top Dog. And inside this joint it is exactly the same.

I promised Travis that I would never not even once during his graduation weekend ever utter the phrase ‘back when I was in Berkeley’ and I did keep my word. There is however an expression I heard many times from different people and under unexpected circumstances, which is ‘back in the day’. As in ‘this place is exactly the same as it was back in the day’ and ‘back in the day you still couldn’t find a place to park’ and ‘oh, I heard you were here back in the day’.

I’m thinking that when they are speaking about back-in-the-day it is like they are speaking about the Hoover administration – so long ago the details hardly matter.

An odd photo to…

An odd photo to kick off this trip… There I was in Fresno not taking any pictures because it was HOT (why is it that when I leave Santa Monica heat trails me like a persistent and ill mannered stalker?) and also because I was unprepared. Just driving around Fresno was not proving very scenic.

But then, in a wide open city park, a small group of family and friends are preparing for a wedding that will take place under this beautiful arbor.

Why event photographers should…

Why event photographers should be rich and why I am not an event photographer.

Here is a perfectly lovely and not to be repeated, moment – the nervous groom getting help with his tie. And here is a picture of the perfectly lovely moment unredeemably Out Of Focus.

These pix I snapped…

These pix I snapped out the car window, just holding up the camera and hoping for the best, while roaring through the Altamont Pass at ‘flow of traffic’ speed. It was plenty windy for sure!

There was a pretty…

There was a pretty trail leading off from the starting point at Moro Rock and it looked easy so I tried it.

Here is one of…

Here is one of the cutie boys from the big group. We were playing hide and seek as we trudged up Moro Rock and this is a got’tcha picture from the parking lot.

The trees in this…

The trees in this group are ‘not that big’ in comparison to the really big guys but it’s cool that you can get back far enough to take their headless picture.

We know how big these giant sequoias get and here are some facts: they grow naturally only on the west slope of the Sierra Nevada (the trees on the coast are redwoods), the General Sherman is between 2300 and 2700 years old and each year adds enough wood to make a 60-foot tree of usual proportions, (more to come…)

I took a lovely…

I took a lovely stroll out to Crescent Meadow, John Muir’s ‘Gem of the Sierra’. This walk is about point four miles from the parking lot, shouting distance. But the wildflowers are gone, the sun is overhead and there isn’t much to say about standing here. So I back up three steps, back to the path, turn my head and…

Can your…

BEAR!

Can your pounding brain break through your skull? So I’m backing up, quickening the pace, but can’t resist. I snap the shutter at my waist, hoping the bear is in frame (see him on the path there).

SNAP. The bear raises himself UP and takes two Bounding strides in my direction. WHOooooow. Here’s me: no no no no I’m not no going no no to get mauled by no no no no a bear point four miles from no no no the no parking lot no no that’s just not no going to happen no no no no.

All this thought in one gasping breath.

Then the bear seems to lose interest and lopes off into the meadow and I sit down on a log, listening, so I can go in the Opposite direction.

The current Park Superintendent…

The current Park Superintendent gave the opening words at the Remembering 1903 ceremony. This poor fellow was trying to speak extemporaneously but he couldn’t settle on naming vocabulary and was so uncomfortable he made me squirm. He said African-American and Afro-American, black people and people of black descent and descendants of black people. It was obvious he cared about the parks and this event so I was thinking he might have been better off with notes for his talk since he was not fluent in the topic.

The keynote speaker came on and he made me uncomfortable too. He was on about slavery and lynching and discrimination. We just want this to be over like we want the Israelis and the Palestinians to quit it and we want the Africans to lay off each other and we want everyone to Just Get Along.

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