I would recommend renting a bicycle at Fishermans Wharf. Take your time crossing the Bridge Stop at Sausalito - Starbucks - Take in the beautiful surrounds. Watch the Fishing Boats. Take the Cycle track and head for the Ferry at Tiburon. Come back to SF on the Ferry and watch as the City rises from the fog. Great day !
Yes, it's really amazing how colorful and varied desert plants can be. Did you also see the blog from a few weeks ago on the "Spine Garden" of cacti in Arizona? It's at http://www.travelgumbo.com/blo...zona-s-sonora-desert
More on the swallows, which now mostly nest a few miles away: Staff at the Mission of San Juan Capistrano are trying to lure the swallows back by playing male swallow mating calls, hoping it will attract the females to the traditional nests, and that they will be followed by the males. Here's a VIDEO from the Orange County Register, and more INFO from the Mother Nature Network.
I love the jewelry for the intimacy with the wearers I imagine, and the frescos which, to me, are the most alive of all the Roman artistic expressions. Sculpture and mosaics, to me, much less so. I also love the key and perfume bottles, imagining the individual hands that held and used them.
Thanks for the comments, PM. It is a fascinating collection, very extensive and thorough. What I was striving for in this piece is to give the reader a sample for what's there and why the museum is worth visiting. My favorite piece of the ones in this gallery is the toy, the very last one. I can imagine some father lovingly crafting it for his child. The glass products amazed me. Several of the sculptures were grand, especially the one of Hercules (which Getty was very proud of), but the...
Somewhere I've got a snapshot of a very young me with a tiny lady holding an object who had insisted my friend take our picture in the garden together. It was in the village of Petra, Majorca and she officiated at the small museum commemorating Junipero Serra's birthplace. I was spending the summer on the island and every student educated in California knows his name almost as well as their own. The address of my high school was El Camino Real, Father Serra's road from mission to mission and...
Fine houses in their pristinely manicured gardens. Don't think I could even afford the taxes. I do like the areas that remain untouched by golf and the hand of fortune. I prefer the untouched to the "candy box tin" painting of nature. I've been to many places where the presence of paupers - like myself - detract from the ambiance of opulence. Even today I had a note attached to my car, that parking in a non-designated zone was being selfish. Even though they were full !
Far be it for anyone to say you are selfish, Garry! It is one of the most expensive places to live in California, but I suspect all those drivers going through help subsidize the neighborhood more than that homeowners might want to let on. And I'm not sure most of us could afford the taxes, even if we wanted to. Being an average guy, this is just not my scene.
Cars and bikes are fine, JP, but hogs aren't. The road is good enough so I suspect the home owners (much of the drive is through residential areas) don't want the noise of a big pack of motorcycles passing their gates and fine-trimmed lawns.
Of course, I don't know the actual size of Jane's Garden, but I have the sense that it isn't huge. And yet, the variety of shapes, spaces, textures and things you've shown could keep even a much larger space "busy!" Thanks for a great morning view!
I think you may be projecting the intimacy of the photos onto the whole garden, which isn't small. I'm trying to be ruthless in my choice of images, editing to remove duplicates and the second rate, to improve the whole. While it can be painful during the process, I'm happier with the result in the end and I think it adds, not subtracts, interest. Leaves 'em wanting more, I hope.
I'm not sure why I leapt so quickly to the idea of the garden being deceptively small—it may have to do with the intimacy of the images, and my mental image of "cottage," but it also may have to do with my comfort in smaller, but not spare, spaces. In either case...spectacular choices. It greatly cheered my morning chores.
My all-day question about this has been answered. I couldn't figure out how the cop stopped the car—does the car have a blue-light sensor? Did they have to call Google? etc. A friend found another article that clarified that the (non)driver is able to take over and stop and steer the car; Google has now come to an agreement with the police that if he notices traffic backing up behind him, the (non)driver will now pull over and let it pass. So there goes another dream job...riding around all...
"...so we still don't know how a ticket for a (not)driver would look." Maybe it would look the same as a parking ticket which, presumably, is also driverless. Or possibly an aid, such as a tow truck, would be involved. Let Alphabet bail out their driverless vehicle at the impound lot. Revenge of the non-nerds.
As a younger man this sort of thing might have been something I'd do. But now I'm happy to watch others have fun -- and it really does look like fun! Thanks for sharing these beautiful images, Marilyn!
Great writing Annie and welcome to TG! I often find what I think is terrible about a trip turns out to be my best memories. I've had setbacks on trips, but what I remember is what I learned and the great people that have helped along the way.
Gotta admit, I never planned to be out in bad weather; all our bad-weather camping memories are of sitting around together huddled in the tent playing cards with the kids and eating cereal out of the box. Maybe we should have gone out and gotten wet!
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