After a two-hour run with Doug on little-traveled trails through second-growth redwoods on east flank of the mountain, I took the waterfall treatment:
Remove all clothes, lower self into pool, come up under waterfall, let it hit you on the head a while, maybe less than 10 seconds under water.
Emerge chi-ified for high energy rest of day. It’s free!
Tussock moth caterpillar this morning, about ½″ long. It was on a cup on an outside table, so now we put him on a milkweed plant, known to host caterpillars.
Recently, I went by 154 Ulloa Street, San Francisco, the old family home. I lived there until age 16. There were 26 kids on the block, and we played street games, baseball, football, rode Flexi racers. No parental supervision, no Little League.
During WW2, we had a big communal “victory garden” next to the house. I think we paid $9,000 for it new.
I used to put on a dish towel for a cape, swim trunks over Levis, and play Superman by jumping off the balcony to the grass below.
We have completed 94 pages so far; this is maybe 60-70% of final page count. This is by far the best book I’ve done in many years.
Another great video from Kirsten Dirksen of Fair Companies:
Spotted this on the main drag in Healdsburg last week, with a “For Sale” sign. It’s an old blacksmith shop, next to an antique store. I liked its looks, it’s got integrity. The lot is 6,000 sq. ft. I thought, well maybe $60,000, but since things are crazy now, maybe as much as $200K. The realtor: $1,250,000. Unbelievable. Has everyone gone mad in California?
Pam and Pepe’s house yesterday morning. Pepe made us Irish coffees and French toast.
Louie and Titsch yesterday at Navarro Beach, windy day, lot of sun glare…
Turkey vulture near Philo