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<\/a><\/p>\nthe end of our six months west of the mountains. Nevertheless occasionally Images of Interest<\/p>\n
do turn up or,\u00a0in the case of this nomadic ’57 Nomad,<\/p>\n turn off…onto 780 South. Midweek week before last<\/p>\n brother Kirk and sister-in-law Brenda were here in their new household appliance<\/p>\n [plugs right in at home!] for my belated birthday lunch from Nani’s**<\/a> next door<\/p>\n on a day unfortunately too chill to enjoy in the garden, but not too to enjoy the dogs***.<\/p>\n Then it was back to the usual rounds ‘n’ blooms as the weather finally<\/p>\n – if tentatively – warmed heading into a Last Benicia Weekend, a weekend somewhat spent<\/p>\n wondering exactly how everything for the next six months, including but not limited to a dozen<\/p>\n largish newly packed boxes of maquettes ultimately destined for the KANEKO<\/a>, can be crammed into just the two trucks from here to Wall Spring along with whatever necessary<\/p>\n additional vittles and supplies might accumulate prior to departure though after I made a fun<\/p>\n run Monday to Southampton in the ’45 [which will, yes, be sorely missed] for chocolate and<\/p>\n Scott figured out how most of the maquette boxes would fit into his motorhome things began to seem a little more possible. Thus on the fifteenth of May, Aggies’s fifteenth birthday and the first anniversary of my Fall from Grace<\/a> [AKA the Wall Spring porch] wherein after she<\/p>\n and her Inkie\u00a0cohort dined in on ground beef over dogpellets, we adjourned to Lucca<\/a> for<\/p>\n an indulgent al fresco evening including, among other things, two glasses of wine, 1 1\/2 martinis, salmon tacos and a Caesar salad with extra anchovies before stumbling home to find the birthday girl and her friends awaiting…followed by another day of packing and loading,<\/p>\n loading and packing relieved only by a brief afternoon bike before Vallejo where a year ago<\/p>\n I was down the hall in the ER but that late afternoon it was just a last PT session…<\/p>\n Wednesday was more last last things; last trip to Safeway in the ’45, last cleaning of the stove and coffeepot after a last lunch by the fountain in the yard…and, after loading unto and beyond sorefooted exhaustion, finally taking a break for a last quiet dinner of Thai<\/a> green curry and<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n