vallejo: outside | inside

 martha sings around the bend

alameda /|\ /|\ oakland ||&||

east bay exploring: alameda boats, and across the estuary, oakland streets

Witchy: Tie your arm to my arm / So we can / Make our plans for this slow, slow weekend 

hey sweet thing

pb and chocolate cookies 
ebelskiver with apricot jam inside 
chocolate macaron (not homemade, from feel good bakery—they were out of pistachio)

me wanting you (extra slow version compared to album) 
get rhythm (young and slight johnny)

fall light

i like this stanza in particular of the song guldlock by eva dahlgren (though the whole song is one of my favorites of hers):

kom vildvind med rosenkind
en kort stund var bara min
så lovar jag 
innan du ber
att ge dig frid

doesn't sound as good in english:

come wild wind with rosy cheek
a short time was only mine
then i promise
before you ask
to give you peace

lately

 

honey, it's back to long walks around alameda. 
back to photos of old cars, old trucks and houses probably.

been listening a lot lately to willie nelson's latest, band of brothers. willie is always a comfort. i thought i left you.

went to bodega bay where it was mostly grey interspersed with the birds memorabilia everywhere we turned. 

 

also lately, here's pinky lookin' good.

and a wildcraft studio school screen print finally framed

reading and enjoying zadie smith's NW. 

 

stars all full of night

this one (same god) was one of my favorites from yesterday's show under the big trees.

i've seen sean hayes since 1998, the year i moved to san francisco. many, many, many a time over the years, but yesterday was the first time in a good while, and much needed. such a calming relaxed graceful flow to that kid. groovy. full of music and poetry. and always different. and funny.

the first time i saw/heard him, he was playing in the bar at the fillmore. my girlfriend at the time and he were friends, and we went to hear him instead of whoever the band was that was playing the main stage that night. we sat right in front of sean at a table for two. a few other people were scattered about, not paying much attention. i remember it seeming like a show just for us. i was so caught off guard by the voice that came from the thin man sitting before us. vulnerable and raw and soulful and resonant and soothing. i was immediately completely drawn in. over the years, it's come to seem right that that voice comes out of him, though there is still surprise too every time. my breath catches, and then i settle in. 

views

 

good views of late: angel island and napa

more weekend adventures with good food/picnics, bicycling, friends and nature/views please.

listening to frazey ford. i like you better

around alameda lately

back yard strawberry harvest / beet salad / street cat / crazy flower / cooling

dance party: do it again

inside/outside

 
discovered the band the blow (so good!) the other day.
the love that i crave
true affection
come on petunia

from the back yard

it's U2 kind of day hawkmoon 269

with the best spots

the elusive neighborhood leopard let me pet her today. she moves so fast, it's very hard to take a photo of her. she is tiny but sturdy and slightly plump. she knows what she wants. 

spring is the best. alameda trees.

on repeat: like real people do

from the rainy weekend

with lucius standing in the middle of wall-to-wall audience, a sweet and quieter end to an all-out smokin' show

condensation chickens
condensation kitchen

december in laguna

 
is summery, but with clear air and winter light. the beach looked like a tropical one. i don't remember it looking quite this way growing up. 

also, the tree outside my parents' front door was a fiery yellow it hasn't turned before. apparently my dad did not prune it as he has done in the past, and this was the result. the tree is beautiful in spring too, with bunches of light pink pods and green leaves. 

listening to go slow (reminds me of fleetwood mac) and let me go

november so far

cookies, cat and truck. and fall light.
good books
beautiful art show by lisa s
dancing
and finally rain

also these links:
rachel kaye
johann kauth
kim eichler-messmer

and listening to lucius, new neko, and carolina wallin pérez singing kent songs (swedish)

storm colors

just more feet

enjoying mazzy star's does someone have your baby now. couldn't find to link. live version

weekend bits

mills mfa show/open studios and the barbary ghosts

rosy

hare tarot lies

 

G&G

 
i remember when they were building the interior of gravel & gold, before they opened, and i would walk by and wonder what this gravel & gold place was going to be. sey yes posters covered the windows, and a lot of woodworking seemed to be happening inside—sawdust came flying out of the darkness through the cracked open door. they've changed their layout many times since opening, but the store retains its yummy scent and always its excellent aesthetic.

the g&g store owners appreciate textile art, marimekko, producing their own fabric/designs, the 60s/70s, sweden, hand crafted goods, and boobs! among other things. and they're a pickup site for eatwell farms csa. overall goodness.

steve martin and edie brickell's collaboration is up on first listen.

a little lightness amidst the sad news.



 

Garden

at pixies and peony in alameda

think i'm going to like this automechanic album i just started listening to by jenny o.  

also enjoying the new JT and the new emmylou harris/rodney crowell.

 

little cat and

little flower

two artist videos:

helen oxenbury found through annamaria

and friend lisa congdon!

and to listen to, a tiny desk concert of anais mitchell