The picture was taken in Oxford, early Spring
The man-made wall is (presumably) ancient, solid, dead. The tree, the sky, the bird are light and transient.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Half and Half.”
Walking around in the residential area abloom off Alberta Street has been one the highlights of the Portland Tango Marathon.
“Classic” poppies (making up species names in leu of research)
Classic poppies up close
California poppies. I’ve heard it’s too dry for them in California these days
A kitty to ground this gallery
violet flowers but not violets
tree hanging flowers
Ana and I meet before twilight. Continue reading “Ederlezi”
Taking a bike to work turns most of the commute into a pleasant holiday (and, secondarily, a justification to renounce the gym)
About half way into the 7.5 mile bike ride, it looks like this and it smells like eucalipti
On the land side, there are trees…
… and bucolic views
On the bay side, I ride by a marina
Sail boats go out on a sunny day, San Francisco in the background
Marine layer sometimes cuddles the earth…
..or teases San Bruno Mountain
…or slithers with Canada geese, as the sun gets ready to rise on a winter morning
Not to be taken for granted.
As I walked along the Dorsoduro embankment this morning, peaking into the side alleys and canals, I felt Venice as a protodream. The other dreams made sense.
The Dorsoduro embankment
A lesser one, Venice, California, the quiet part a couple of blocks inland from the beach. Continue reading “The Venices”