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Chocolate = good, rain = good, red = good, jewelry = good. Axioms by which I live life.
The Life of Pi is marvelous. About the ending - ( Read more... )
I also zipped through a new Andy Goldsworthy book, Passage. Umm, I do love his stuff.
I'm just starting Nature Noir, A Park Ranger's Patrol, by Jordon Fisher Smith. It's the real life version of Anna Pigeon/Nevada Barr. Much of his career was spent in a park that is a cousin to one I am very familiar with, so it's a treat to read sentences like, "It was midsummer.... A white haze filled the canyon of the North Fork of the American River, flattening its depth and dimensions. The heat was somnolent, the still air scented with the volatile spice of the brush fields." and know *exactly* what that is like.
I went to Calistoga on Saturday with a friend and had a mud bath, mineral bath, steam bath & blanket wrap, followed by slounging around the 3 hot springs pools. It was great! We drove up into the mountains above Calistoga for dinner with friends - wow, what a long day and late night. I think I was running on Altoids fumes by the time I pulled into the driveway at 1 AM.
It poured buckets here on Sunday, and it was lovely. I took my mother out to lunch, and we drove around the redwood forests leisurely on our way to a favorite restaurant out in the country. Then to my home, built a fire, and watched various Tivo'd things. By luck, got Mom back home in a lull. I was not so lucky, and got drenched getting back to my house.
I'm jazzed about this summer. It feels like a whole new world has opened up now that I'm not waiting around hoping that friends I already know will do adventure things with me. There's so much to do! Whee! I've got plans... and that's a very good thing.
The Life of Pi is marvelous. About the ending - ( Read more... )
I also zipped through a new Andy Goldsworthy book, Passage. Umm, I do love his stuff.
I'm just starting Nature Noir, A Park Ranger's Patrol, by Jordon Fisher Smith. It's the real life version of Anna Pigeon/Nevada Barr. Much of his career was spent in a park that is a cousin to one I am very familiar with, so it's a treat to read sentences like, "It was midsummer.... A white haze filled the canyon of the North Fork of the American River, flattening its depth and dimensions. The heat was somnolent, the still air scented with the volatile spice of the brush fields." and know *exactly* what that is like.
I went to Calistoga on Saturday with a friend and had a mud bath, mineral bath, steam bath & blanket wrap, followed by slounging around the 3 hot springs pools. It was great! We drove up into the mountains above Calistoga for dinner with friends - wow, what a long day and late night. I think I was running on Altoids fumes by the time I pulled into the driveway at 1 AM.
It poured buckets here on Sunday, and it was lovely. I took my mother out to lunch, and we drove around the redwood forests leisurely on our way to a favorite restaurant out in the country. Then to my home, built a fire, and watched various Tivo'd things. By luck, got Mom back home in a lull. I was not so lucky, and got drenched getting back to my house.
I'm jazzed about this summer. It feels like a whole new world has opened up now that I'm not waiting around hoping that friends I already know will do adventure things with me. There's so much to do! Whee! I've got plans... and that's a very good thing.