my city of color

My BFF Ginger used the expression "the tyranny of beige" from time to time and we have certainly avoided that here in San Francisco, thankfully. The purple jacaranda trees are in bloom and big and small houses add just the right amount of color, in my opinion. I am back to walking about 6,000 to 10,000 steps a day and there are always visual rewards.

pomp & circumstance

 I'm wearing my SCAD sweatshirt to honor Cass today. I was able to watch the graduation ceremony on my iPhone at 6am this morning and that was really quite wonderful. As much as we often curse modern technology, it does provide us with these terrific opportunities to be and experience these special moments.

a poem for graduates

Dreams

Langston Hughes

1901 – 

1967

Hold fast to dreams 
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

From The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes published by Alfred A. Knopf/Vintage. Copyright © 1994 by the Estate of Langston Hughes.

for Steve Carell fans...

 ...and I am one. Thanks to Terri for this recommendation of Rooster on HBO. This takes place on some fictional college town and so far I like it a lot. And no violence so far, a relief from my other TV choices.

almost all spoken for

 There were 5 (out of the original 7) kittens to visit yesterday ~ good homes have been found, thankfully. My neighbor Cristina (middle photo with kitten inside jacket) will be taking two, she thinks. These kittens are trilingual: English, Spanish and Italian. They are non-stop and such fun to watch, but I'm happy with just one lazy 9 year old feline. 

a beautiful day on the Bay

 Thanks to our neighbor, Cristina (top photo), Heidi and I spent a full day going to/fro Jack London Square in Oakland from which (whence?) we took that FREE yellow boat (aka Velveeta, second photo) over to Alameda where we had coffee at a Target store. Heidi, bless her, provided lunch and you can see that we could not have asked for better weather. ALL the boats were packed with tourists and locals and everyone was just so nice and honestly, it was a day to celebrate and remember. Then Heidi and Rob fed me dinner so who isn't spoiled rotten? Not me. 

not exactly gourmet...

 Sometimes a woman just needs a hot dog, garlic fries and a lemonade. Especially after walking around Stow Lake, now renamed Blue Heron Lake, in Golden Gate Park. Neti and I walked around the lake twice yesterday with hundreds of other folks eager to be out and about on a sunny Saturday. So beautiful.