Lesley designed and built this bed, which is 4′ by 10′-6″.
How-to: First lay ¼” wire mesh on ground, then stack 2 layers of concrete blocks on edge of mesh. No fasteners. Fill both bed and blocks with soil, gophers can’t penetrate. Can grow strawberries, parsley etc. in blocks. Front of this bed is filled with salad greens; arugula, radicchio, etc., which we’ve been having along with wild miners’ lettuce for dinner these nights.
Pigeon hawk (Falco columbarius) from the same book listed below.
The gospel people have got Jesus’ message right.* Gospel has the spirit of life, of rhythm, of joy. Now that’s the Jesus I admire. The true spirit of love. Thank you Jesus!
I just discovered Troy Ramey. What an incredible voice!
I’ve just been listening to the following fabulous CD; you can’t hold still while you listen to it:
*What a contrast with organized religion!
Mom, shown here with her caregiver/soulmate of 20 years, Clara Morales
My mother, born Virginia Essie Jones in Salt Lake City, Utah on February 13*, 1907, was 103 this Saturday. She discovered Christian Science when she was in her 20s and didn’t go to a doctor for the rest of her life (us 6 kids were also raised sans doctor). Her mother’s grandfather, Johann George Krieger, was born in Pennsylvania in 1759, and fought in the American Revolutionary War from 1779-1781.
There was a birthday party for her on Saturday at her rest home (Aegis Assisted Living, Corte Madera, Calif.). Staff had hired acordian player Karl Lebherz. My brother Bob brought his banjo and I had my box bass. We played a bunch of songs and my mom and a few of the more lively ladies were tapping their feet and/or swaying to the songs. My mom and dad’s “song” when they were young was “Hold me,” and I sang the lyrics to her (first time I’ve ever sung with a “band”):
Hold me, honey won’t you hold me,
Hold me, never let me go
Take me, honey won’t you take me
Never to forsake me, ’cause I love you so…
*She claims 13 is a lucky number.
Josh Churchman is a Northern California fisherman and potter. He makes lots of little ceramic frogs, which people put in their gardens. Each one is different.
Gung hay fat choi! (Happy New Year!) The Year of the Tiger starts today, which is both Valentine’s day (celebrating love and affection) and a new moon.
“Tigers are physically powerful, gracious, independent and brave, they are extremely bold animals. They are friendly and loving but can also selfish and short tempered..…The Tiger flourishes by power and attention and takes advantage of all circumstances it gets itself into. The Tiger is a natural leader and loves to be the centre of attention. As a rebel it goes up against authority and speaks out about wrongs in society, and willingly puts up objections.…”
–from: https://www.yearofthetiger.net/
–photo from: https://www.onlineartdemos.co.uk/misc_images/on-easel/siberian-tiger-6.jpg
The hills, which are golden in summer, are a lush green this time of year. Shot yesterday on the way to Nicasio from Olema.
Boy, do I love it!
My old one was: 15″ MacBook Pro (2006 version)/2.16GHz Intel Core 2 Duo processor/1GB RAM/160GB SATA Hard Drive/Mac OS X 10.4.11 (Tiger).
The new one is: 13″ MacBook Pro (Unibody; mid-2009 version)/2.26GHz Intel Core 2 Duo processor (different generation of processor)/4GB RAM/500GB SATA Hard Drive/Mac OS X 10.6.2 (Snow Leopard)
The keyboard is the same size as on the 15″ and it’s a pound lighter, and is it snappy! Apple continually improves things. The keyboard is backlit, v. big improvement; screen is brighter; it’s faster; don’t have to push button to open it…