September 19, 2018 at 3:38 pm (Flowers, Holidays)
Tags: Cee Neuner, Garden, nostalgia, Redwood City, summer
Colors. How self loves them.
To make it even better, Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge this week is VIBRANT Colors.
Here are a few pictures self took this past summer:
One of self’s earliest rose purchases was this Fourth of July.
From Redwood City’s Annual Fourth of July Parade:
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
September 10, 2018 at 4:47 pm (Artists and Writers, Family, Plays, Recommended, Sundays)
Tags: Cal Shakes, causes, performances, praise, Shakespeare, summer
Oh, kudos, Cal Shakes. Kudos for everything. For the chart showing the House of Lancaster and the House of York, for the jumbotron messages above the stage (BOO! and RICHARD IS DEAD! were so on point!)
It was a lovely way to spend a late summer afternoon.
In choosing the seats, self noticed most of the tickets taken were on the LEFT side of the amphitheatre (Section E). She figured that must be because of the sun. When it strikes directly, and you’re sitting there for four hours (yes, the play was four hours: it passes quickly), it is not fun. So she snagged the last three tickets on the left side, which were in the next to last row.
She’s never before sat so far from the stage, but it worked out perfect because this was a large-cast production, with a lot of comings and goings, and from higher up you can really appreciate how every inch of that stage is put to good use.
Self’s only regret was that she did not spring for a button saying, THOU TOAD! ‘Twas only $3.
Both she and son forked up cash for the donation bucket. (This year’s fundraising goal is $150,000)
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
The set for The War of The Roses was amazing, as were the costumes. Kudos to Scenic Designer Nina Ball and Costume Designer Anna R. Oliver.
September 5, 2018 at 4:26 pm (Food and Drink, Places)
Tags: Cee Neuner, Garden, Golden Gate Park, Menlo Park, San Francisco, summer
Self really loves the Cee Neuner Fun Foto Challenge this week:
LIME or LIGHT GREEN
So, she had another go at it.
At the Conservatory of Flowers, Golden Gate Park, July 2018
Also from the Conservatory of Flowers, Golden Gate Park, July 2018
Food Truck, Menlo Park Art & Wine Festival, July 2018
Summer 2018 was GREAT.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
August 30, 2018 at 4:03 pm (Artists and Writers, Books, Filipino Writers, Philippine History, Women Writers, Writing)
Tags: historical novel, summer, work-in-progress
from p. 4:
August 26, 2018 at 12:31 am (Artists and Writers, Books, Conversations, Eavesdropping, Family, Memoirs, Recommended, Surprises, Women Writers)
Tags: essay, humor, reading lists, Saturday, summer
Self’s favorite essay so far. She loves the motherly distress over the thought that her 13-year-old daughter receives dick pics from an acquaintance. The mother, a true Mama Bear, calls the boy (whose number she finds from an email on her daughter’s computer — Bad Mama for snooping! Bad!)
“Hello?” says the boy, “warily.”
“Hi! Who’s this?”
“M—-” he says, giving his name. Good Lord, this boy would probably follow a guy who said he had a hurt puppy in his car.
Anyhoo, the conversation never touches on the dick pic, and yet there is eventually a
Long pause. “Oh.”
And I think, he’s putting it together. He knows.
The mother does talk to her daughter about it, and succeeds in being very light. Trusting, you know. She lets it go. But inwardly, she can’t stop worrying. So, some time later, when she and her daughter are “on vacation in the country,” she brings it up again:
“Were you shocked when you saw the picture?”
“Yes.” She’s smiling, but she says ‘Yes’ in the same tone that she might say “Of course” or “Duh.”
“Well, what he did was send an assault, and that’s wrong, and — “
“Bye-bye.” She walks outside. She has always been a private person. She hates Talks.
And the mother is rebuffed. Again. And yet again.
The last image is of the daughter sitting on a swing: she “swings slowly, the wood making little creaking sounds like a sailboat’s mast in the sea.”
How lovely the image!
And a few sentences later, the piece ends.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers.
August 23, 2018 at 5:05 am (Books, Recommended, Women Writers)
Tags: Cornwall, Daphne du Maurier, England, English writers, favorites, Mary Yellan, novel, reading lists, summer
There’s a scene where Mary Yellan is trying to escape from . . . take self’s word for it, something evil.
Across her path, Harry the pedlar. A man seemingly mild, not too smart. He nods at her, “reassuring . . . smiling . . . smirking and sly . . . ” Then he lands a “furtive hand” on her. And her reaction?
She moves “swiftly, lashing out at him, and her fist caught him underneath the chin, shutting his mouth like a trap, with his tongue caught between his teeth. He squealed like a rabbit, and she struck him again, but this time he grabbed at her and lurched sideways upon her, all pretense of gentle persuasion gone, his strength horrible, his face drained of all colour. He was fighting now for possession, and she knew it . . . ”
du Maurier shows us how the man’s affect changes from moment to moment: first he is smiling, then he is sly, then he is furtive, and then he attacks.
But every step of his transformation, Mary Yellan meets fiercely.
This is a woman who has been raised on a farm, who has known only friendly neighbors. Having spent an entire quarter at Stanford reading Samuel Richardson’s Clarissa, self was steeling herself for only one outcome. But du Maurier had something else in mind.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
August 22, 2018 at 3:34 pm (Family, Food and Drink, Links)
Tags: Cee Neuner, coffee, happiness, summer
“Coffee, you complete me.”
That pretty much sums up what self feels about coffee.
So glad she can participate in Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge this week.
Self has two coffee makers: a red and a white.
The white is a 10-cup, and the red is a four-cup.
She also has a favorite coffee mug, which she bought from a wee little store in North Beach.
The other side of the mug has a picture of Han Solo.
Which reminds her: this time next week, son and his wife will be back in the Bay Area. He accepted an offer from a high-tech company in the area. Self is so happy to have them close by!
She only learned the news about two weeks ago.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
August 17, 2018 at 7:59 pm (Flowers, Surprises)
Tags: California, Fridays, Garden, Redwood City, summer
Masses of these started blooming last week:
Self did a wee bit of watering:
Summer’s almost gone.
Stay tuned.
August 17, 2018 at 5:42 pm (Books, Conversations, Women Writers)
Tags: Cornwall, Daphne du Maurier, England, English writers, Fridays, novel, reading lists, romance, summer
He whistled as he approached her and flung a small package at her feet. “A Happy Christmas to you,” he said. “I had a silver piece in my pocket yesterday and it burnt a hole. There’s a new handkerchief for your head.”
She had meant to be curt and silent on meeting him, but his introduction made it difficult for her. “That’s very kind of you,” she said. “I’m afraid you’ve wasted your money all the same.”
“That doesn’t worry me, I’m used to it,” he told her, and he looked her up and down in the cool offensive way of his, and whistled a tuneless song.
Jamaica Inn continues dee-lish.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
August 17, 2018 at 4:18 pm (Recommended)
Tags: Eunoia Review, Fridays, Literary Magazines, poetry, summer
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