…ever’body’s learnin’ how…”
[Humboldt Bay, ca. 1946, demonstrating all that irrational exuberance in the name of Science and the War’s aftermath]
“…c’mon on surfari with me…”
Maybe not here; Benicia-by-the-Bay remains flatter than that…flatter than flat;
For days after thanksgivering day we continue our meandering ways; old friends introducing us to their old friends, L. and crew GRINDING [not shown] away on “Glimmer” and shades of grey along the straits;
…and blue, too;
On First Street all is calm, all is bright, even unto the Merchants’ Christmas open houses first December Friday…
Winter’s waters’ monochromes, somewhat…
In doggies the Season induces a certain cabin feverishness within the ongoing [a new 80′ of shelf space to take up the overflow, barely] Library Project…
More flatness, flattery…greyness.
Travels; to Berkeley for a second time in as many weeks [plus, not shown, an ill-starred experiment via public transport to SF, Land of No Parking] and more winter along the Straits of Carquinez;
Seventieth winter for this one…
[soon to be covered to await another] [winter]
M