Devon from the Teacher Training invited me over for Thanksgiving dinner. It was a small gathering, 8 people around the table, mostly Devon’s local close friends and loved ones.
Devon’s friend Caroline noted how we’ve arrived from different places, and how pairs and triple of us have all sorts of experiences in common. Only two of the diners were born in California, Caroline and Devon’s teenage son. This lead to origin stories. Continue reading “Good Luck Symbols and Dragons”
“I am so incredibly lucky”, I thought, having scaled the last hill, Santa Clara Ave to Monterey Blvd, only 3 downhill miles of the City Loop left, and it wasn’t even noon yet. Continue reading “Another Perfect Saturday. Showing Up”
Taking a bike to work turns most of the commute into a pleasant holiday (and, secondarily, a justification to renounce the gym)
Not to be taken for granted.
Today is the Dress Up Day!
Years ago, in the beginning of my first adult job, I wished one day I could go to work wearing the perfect outfit, Continue reading “The Dress Up Day”
I tried a new bike path a couple of Saturdays ago, South to Glen Canyon, to Portola Drive, and then Vicente Street straight to the ocean. Great Highway up to Land’s End, 48th, to Anza, to 43rd, to the Park, and then the usual.
As I set off, Continue reading “Flying into a Headwind, Being Change, a Saturday”
Love letters understated 