Which we came to on a sunny September Sunday, diving immediately into preparations for

photos of sculptures [and, after lunch, paintings] on Tuesday with Kirk…meanwhile

the leash-averse puppies, as soon as they understood the logic, became Instant Leash Enthusiasts although this led to Entanglements, which continue.  It also didn’t take them long

to discover the fountain.  Wednesday, after two unsuccessful Monday attempts, I was able to get a haircut and score a replacement camera, though without a memory card, and as mine seemed to be somewhere out on I-70 near the Utah-Colorado border I scrambled to discover

one in the backup camera which turned out to still have some Venezia on it from a year ago,

soon supplanted by contemporaneous Benicia night

and morning, early morning, of Thursday, when we left the dogs, ever restless,

so L. could have surgery in Vacaville…

All went well, we were home by lunch, and the life aquatic resumed.

Meanwhile while researching the life and work of Agnes Pelton she or her imagery began to make itself manifest on the garden fence, mysterious but appropriate.

Another morning away, Friday…

but another afternoon along the Straits of Summer

and Saturday, out again for the Benicia Crap, er, Crafts, Fair

which did not, however, include any ’41 Dodge panel trucks though now that we’re back in California we can’t entirely avoid shards from a news cycle which only makes me want to scream…TRUCK FUMP!  All the moreso realizing that those on the other end of the propaganda spectrum couldn’t be happier with our great leadership’s ongoing insults to former friends, allies and the environment…America Strong!  Oh, yeah; America!

 

*Dave Alvin, 2001… Ashgrove**, which isn’t on the album but is surely about California and if anybody recognizes the venue, well, there’s a whole other buncha layers there…as well as, well, some serious Cali history. Diggit…

**A particularly excellent album in its own right.