Monthly Archives: February 2013

The future invades our lives

Change is the process by which the future invades our lives.–Alvin Toffler I am feeling restless and ill-at-ease thinking about it, and the many, many steps it’s going to take to sell our house and get us settled somewhere new … Continue reading

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The movement is the message

Up before dawn this morning, thanks to marauding cats.  What is it about I like to sleep until seven they don’t understand? Nonetheless, it’s lovely to be up early, see the horizon growing light and a pelican flapping its way … Continue reading

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On princesses and pandas

A bright Thursday morning, trees swaying in the breeze, jasmine and plum blossoms in view from my living room window. Ordinarily, I’d be noticing lovely scents floating through, but I have been congested and coughing since Sunday and can’t smell … Continue reading

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Shifting scenes

A restless sleep, clocking the hours through the night, and coming down with a head cold that’s making me logy and tired. Have been fretting unnecessarily about a family get-together today to celebrate my younger son’s birthday, and now realize … Continue reading

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A shot from the heavens

I’ve just been watching the amazing footage of the meteor shower in central Russia. It must have looked like the Apocalypse to people on the ground, the darkening sky, eerie flashes of light, balls of fire streaking through the air, … Continue reading

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A future in the past

February is a beautiful month in San Francisco.  With much of the country shivering and shoveling snow, we are enjoying balmy temperatures in the 50s and 60s and blossoms bursting out on a nearby street lined with  Japanese plum trees. … Continue reading

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Saving the bay and losing the town

The sound of rain pouring down this morning, and the crash and roar of the garbage collectors–more dramatic when there were metal garbage cans, though there weren’t any frighteningly efficient crushers back then.  More crash, less roar. For a lot … Continue reading

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