Am I blue? As I walked down Columbus  through North Beach, a Blue Angel jet flashed by about 50 feet overhead, scattering pedestrians and pigeons alike.  Part of practice for the weekend show. Years ago in a Chanel commercial,  Catherine Deneuve’s beautiful self would murmur, “Come close. Come closer….” “No, no” we would shriek, “noooooooo that’s too close. ”  Yes indeed, Angels too close. Loud and thrilling, but do we have budget for that, really?  Over the weekend, I was fleet-less in bucolic Oakland. Yay, Oakland…

http://sanfrancisco.cbslocal.com/2011/10/08/fleet-week-draws-1000s-to-san-francisco-waterfront/

Not much of whimsy has struck my fancy, as of late. However, this just in:

"For example, sales records show that bananas with Pantone color 13-0858 (otherwise known as Vibrant Yellow) are less likely to sell than bananas with Pantone color 12-0752 (also called Buttercup), which is one grade warmer, visually, and seems to imply a riper, fresher fruit."

Being primed by brands at the grocery store--it's enough to make me stick to homegrown everything, but then all we'd be eating, for the new few weeks anyway, is tomatoes, chives, and jalapenos.

http://www.fastcompany.com/1779611/priming-whole-foods-derren-brown

Thrift store art

Paint by numbers, too...

 

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1960176245069&set=a.1897458797172.2096872.1262693524&type=1&theater

 

Counting Crows

I've been noticing more crows than mockingbirds , so I turned to the "big brain" to investigate. Landed on this page:

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20101118075931AArB2P9 . Became intrigued by the idea of a "Christian Factory."

 

 

 

Which do you prefer

Which do you prefer? We are surrounded, all of a sudden.

Around 6:30 am I wandered groggily down the hallway, past the back door. I looked out to check the fog (nada) and looked down  to see a fluffy baby skunk sipping water out of the basin by the faucet. It was about 8 inches long with a tail that stood up about a foot. It was adorable. So glad I didn't startle it. 'll keep the camera close by in case he/she comes back in the morning.

Sounds of Summer, Part II

I don’t love the sound of gunshots, about 2 blocks away. The teens had a melee Sunday afternoon. One of our neighbors found out, “There were at least 4 squad cars present yesterday between 4 and 6 pm placing numbered cards wherever stray bullets were found lying on the ground. There were at least 30. School hasn't even been out more than a couple of days, so it looks like we're in for quite a summer.” Some injuries to participants. Crazy behavior. I’d prefer the sound of chickens and mowers, thank you very much.

Summer

Fog finally burns off around noon these days. Love the sound of the lawnmower and chickens--as long as they are about half block away.

 

 

I'm stuck

Anything I e-mail post to my blog http://yourwordsworth.blogspot.com/ goes to my facebook wall, with partial text and and missing photos I may have attached. I'm buffaloed. May have to start all over. Again.

Uh oh, I was insensitive

My casual commute involved a conversation with a chatty fun person, a teacher who absolutely adores her job teaching elementary school in the Tenderloin, an area of SF whose reputation is less than stellar. Yes, I said, I feel the same way about Oakland: a little jewel. Oh, really?  Then she told me how folks were shot in front of her house (about a mile away) and people keep breaking into houses around the block and her house is underwater and won't emerge for at least 10 years, and she and hubby are thinking of simply walking away. To Florida? I feel sheepish.