As The Sun Goes Down

The golden and pink hues gleam. Really lovely.

After The Storm

Snow on the Mountain

It's Final

I'M KEEPING HER!

New Day, New Dawn

These shots show the sunrise I experienced this morning as Ramona and I walked around the reservoir at Greenhorn Park. Truly a new day and a new dawn. The huge storm that hit the Bay Area yesterday (and most of CA I guess) hit here but contained only rain. No huge winds or deluge thankfully. Today will be cloudy but right now the sun is out. In between painting, caulking, shredding, scraping, spackeling I've been thinking.........What is up with the demise of Gourmet magazine? Not that I read it mind you but how can it be going under? The interest in food preparation and fine dining has blossomed like mad since the Food Channel hooked us all? So why is the magazine folding???? Really don't understand........ I'd also like to state that I am happy as a clam (See? Food related) that Rush Limbaugh won't get his evil hands on the St. Louis Rams. Each time I hear or see the man all I can think of is Broderick Crawford's Oscar winning portrayal of Hughie Long in "All The Kings Men." Can't decipher who is the worst demigod....Rush or Dick Cheney?

Fall Colors

It's definitely Fall and I love it. Absolutely my favorite time of year. Presently 600 miles North I get to experience a chill in the air which rarely exists in LA when fall arrives. I also get to wear sweaters, gloves, scarfs, drink hot chocolate, fix and devour hearty soups as well as smell smoke from fireplaces that heat neighbor's homes. Things I grew up with. Things I've genuinely missed during my 20 years in the Land of La. Trust me having soup when it's 85 degrees outside is a contrast that doesn't please the senses. Must be getting sentimental or realizing that at heart, I'm a small town girl.

Siskiyou?

Homage

The CL stands for Chris Lopez, a Yreka teen, who died unexpectedly while competing in a cross country track meet last month. I've witnessed the out pouring of love and compassion this town expressed for him and his grieving family. This small tribute is atop the reservoir at Greenhorn park where I walk with Ramona each morning. Seeing it is a daily reminder of how fragile life is and that people do AND can care. Something with all the vitriolic occurances in the news one tends to forget.

House Repair

Wish I was referring to Hugh Laurie and not my parents home. As I type, hammering, pounding, and the compressor are all alive with sound and motion. New roof going up to replace the 30 year old one before it. Yesterday when the plywood was being "laid" you'd have thought the house was under siege from bomber aircraft. House literally shook as the workers dropped each sheet into place. As the new kid on the block nice way to say "howdy neighbors." Expect to find my tires slashed soon. Last week when I scrapped off the wallpaper in the kitchen and one bath I felt empowered. Over the weekend a good friend and I painted the kitchen and had fun doing so. Now, not so much. Both bathrooms are stripped of wallpaper but repainting on hold as some leakage and mold was found beneath the foundation.....so no painting until that is dealt with. DRAT! Have I mentioned my head hurts? Ironically, not being employed is "paying off" as I have the time to oversee all of this and it does need to be done. I understand getting the roof on in the great weather we are having. It's the messy bathrooms, smell of Clorox I used to wash down the walls and floors to kill the mold bacteria, etc. that's grating on my nerves. That, and the reality that I've known I was never going to make big bucks on the house. In hindsight I should have invested more time into getting repairs taken care of when I was working. So my complaining is just that, complaining and bemoaning. Heading into one of the trashed bathrooms to get a fistful of aspirin. Now where did I put my headphones?

Ah Nature

Up Up and Away