Legacy

Entry No. 293

One month to the day since my grandmother passed. There are no flowers in our backyard, except this one Bird of Paradise,  blooming on a plant I transplanted from her garden.

As God Is My Witness...

Entry No. 292

Daddy's Little Helper

Entry No. 291

Untitled

Entry No. 290

So I Went To Costco For Floor Cleaner And Laundry Detergent...

Entry No. 289

Carpe Diem

Entry No. 288

We were in a hurry to get my husband to his meeting, be he couldn't resist stopping.

To Those To Whom Much Is Given

Entry No. 287

The pre-holiday scene at my local Whole Foods.

50 Years In the Making

Entry No. 286

I Want One Of These For My VW

Entry No. 285

This awesome crocheted wheel cover stopped me in my tracks!

Finally

Entry No. 284

Spurred on by a friend visiting from Kenya, I finally made my first trip down Lombard St., after 16 years living in the S.F. Bay Area.

Yep, Still Obsessed With Shadow and Light

Entry No. 283

A Simple Act Of Kindness

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Tiny And Shiny

Entry No. 281

The Plant Whisperer

Entry No. 280

This is my friend, Carol.   She can make anything grow. Note the fog and redwood trees. Note the fact that it is November and she still has Sweet Peas in bloom.

Birthday Girl

Entry No. 279

My husband's great-grandmother celebrated her 108th birthday tonight with a birthday dinner.  She requested fried chicken.

Traffic Was A Little Slow On 35th Today

Entry No. 278

Dedication

Entry No. 277

My husband's coffee grinder went kaput this morning...he freaked out for a minute.  Then he went old school.

The Dividing Line

Entry No. 276

The light post  seemed like a dividing line between two realities today in El Cerrito.

Everlasting Love

Entry No. 275

My friend brought these flowers to us 13 days ago on a day when our house was overflowing with emotion and love.  They are just now starting to fade.

Almost Done

Entry No. 274

Julian displays his first independently made cookies.  Done as a math project, it nearly killed my husband's and my patience.

My Kind Of Sunday Morning

Entry No. 273

Dancing at Historic Sweet's Ballroom with my sister.

How's That For A Ripple Effect?

Entry No. 272

One of  the Carlston Family Foundation's 2013 Outstanding Teacher Award winners, Yo Azama, poses with his mother.  Mr. Azama was once a self-described angry teen with an orange mohawk.  At age 13 his parents sent him from Okinawa to school in the United States with 5 days notice.   He spoke no English.  He is now teaching Japanese to students at North Salinas High School in  Salinas, Ca. and was nominated for the award by a former student who is now an engineer at Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, Ca.

Shadow Play

Entry No. 271

Having a little fun this morning with my shadow in our entryway.

It's All Love

Entry No. 270

Friends and family gather to celebrate the life of my grandmother,  Elizabeth Hooks.

So Very Proud

Entry No. 269

All by himself he detangled, conditioned, and shampooed...in that order. :)

Rubba -Dub-Dub

Entry No. 268

Loofahs in their natural state at the Berkeley Farmer's Market.

The Blessings Continue To Flow

Entry No. 267

After a whole day preparing for a funeral and memorial, and running errands while subsisting on a cup of tea and a handful of trail mix, this Arizmendi pizza was like ambrosia.  It was the last one to be sold before closing today.

Treasures

Entry No. 266

I've always loved having my grandma's recipes for the wealth of good eats they represent.  Today, I found myself in tears just to have so many examples of her beautiful handwriting.

Cirrus Clouds

Entry No. 265

I awoke to a rare treat this morning.

Not Everyone Meditates The Same Way

Entry No. 264

Julian runs the labyrinth at Fitzgerald Marine Reserve.