Saturday, June 30, 2012

A week at Van Zandt's

We're at the end of a week at Van Zandt's in Philo. Ahh... west and wewaxation at wast! A westful wetweat indeed. (No wabbit twouble yet.) We're here with five teenagers and no other adults, so the dinner table conversation is not, umm... scintillating. Unlike my BB references...

The river is, however, it's usual serene self, if just a bit colder than usual. But I think that every year. I've kept myself to building just one small dam, in the interests of avoiding more fun with lumbar vertebrae. You can see it off to the left.

Not so much wildlife this year. Just the familiar flock of turkeys, a very screechy green heron that hangs out by the swimming hole and some ducks, which we don't usually see. No sign of the river otter mother and baby from a few years ago, nor the owl family we once had around the field.

We also went down to Mendocino for a day. We got treated rudely at Mendo Burger so we felt like we'd had the authentic experience. Good burgers, though.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

A little art on BART

Posters by Owen Smith, whose New Yorker covers I've enjoyed, are now popping up around the BART system. This one adorns the EC Plaza station.