Near the entrance to SiL Amber’s crash pad in London, this is the walkway behind the offices of a clothing design and manufacturing business. Notice that to a certain age they prefer to put swaddling on the mannequins. Being Britain, they all face demurely away from the window, but imagine coming into that office through the front door and facing that line-up of hanging forms.
That super blue moon the other night (January 31, 2018) reminded me of a summer Blue Moon ('roun'bout July 2004, podner) when I hiked to the top of Mt. Hoffman, in the middle of Yosemite National Park, in the middle of the night, by moonlight. With … [Continue reading]
We're all familiar now with the little flowers and hearts on the top of the latte. (To me they often look more like onions or garlic cloves.) Baristas differ in their ability to go beyond that fundamental pattern, of course. This one was on a chai … [Continue reading]
Walking on a sunny Sunday in San Francisco, on a steep residential hill I hear a fountain. Looking up, above a stone garage entrance I see this fountain. Intense gaze on the face. Two water spouts. … [Continue reading]
The San Francisco Bay Area comprises many cities, two of which, Oakland and San Jose, are larger than San Francisco itself. San Francisco has a rapid-transit system whose central backbone is a half dozen routes on which light-rail-vehicles [LRVs] ply … [Continue reading]