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I went to the library today and didn't know what I was going to get. When I walked in, this book was on display so I picked it up because it says "Sebastopol." Then, I started reading about it and it is about two women, one of whom is in Florence Nightengale's nurse posse. So, I decided I'd read it. Why not?
I don't know why I couldn't get a crisper picture of this, but I blame my point-and-shoot (it couldn't possibly be the photographer...) This is at the Thin Man and I was sitting in the same exact spot outside I sat with Carly when we took a break from canvassing in October. This is looking into the bar and they have some sweet old Christmas lights in there.
T got some champagne to celebrate the day I turned in my last final paper of the semester! Finally!
I know I've been posting a lot of cruise ship photos, but I really liked this one. It's so futuristically old fashioned.
Pretty sunset on the way home from Boulder after 1) presenting on the project I've been working on for my qualitative methods class, and 2) writing the final exam for the theory class I was taking.
Feliz Cinco de Mayo!
These are the thank you cards I am filling out for everyone who helped with the memorial and with my mom. I didn't even realize when I bought them that they are 100% cotton, so they feel really soft and they are 100% renewable. The flowers are letterpress, so there is a texture to them. I love stationary!
I'm making up for not posting lately. This is the chimnia on my dad's back patio. My step-brother's girlfriend built this rip roaring fire which kept us warm while we ate a wonderful dinner outside of bratwurst, sauerkraut, potatoes and beer.
Ingert and Dad making bratwurst for dinner. They were soooo good! Ingert's German girlfriend said they made her feel at home! Note the sleeping dog in the background. Baxter!!!
We went to see the Giants play the Rockies. Although the Giants won the series, the Rockies won this game 5 to 1. This one's for you Steph. Note the bay to the left in the top image. If a ball is hit over the brick wall it goes into the bay. People hang out in boats in the bay with radios listening to the game hoping to get lucky and fish out a homer. This was D and Ingert's girlfriend's first baseball game. Sadly not a very exciting one for Giant's fans.
I took this picture of the clock tower at the fairy building, and then I heard some weird squawking noises and realized that there were green parrots flying around everywhere. They are the parrots of Telegraph Hill. Legend has it that some pet parrots got away and now there is an entire colony of them living in the trees all around Coit Tower. I guess they flew down to the ferry building to say hi this morning. I also didn't realize until I got home that I actually caught a few parrots flying in my picture of the clock tower!
That brick building on the left is my work. Usually beyond the trees at the end of the road is sky. This morning there was a HUGE ship. This is just to show you how close I actually work to the bay.
Taken out of the window of the train home from work. If you look really closely, under the clouds you can see the ocean.Wheat Ridge, CO
(Because I didn't actually take any pictures on Thursday... It was a heckuvaday.)
Last year these flowers were dead, so I pulled them out. Then this year they came back. I don't think these flowers are supposed to do that.
Water runoff from my flower barrel on the back patio. The barrel is completely decomposing, hence the piece of wood it shed next to it.
It is officially final paper writing time. Thus, I've been spending a lot of time at my desk looking out on the unusually wet April.
T kind of likes to buy box wine from time to time citing it's extreme value. In addition, he has a strange habit of pasting the stickers he peels from his daily apple onto the box.
A very blurry picture of Broadway from the corner of 13th Ave. The picture kinda stinks, but it was the only one I took this day.
My attempt at an alley picture - not nearly as good as yours, Steph.
This is where we spread William's ashes. It was a wonderful experience on one of the most beautiful (and hottest) days in the city. This beach meant a lot to William at a very pivotal point in his life. This end of the beach is the most stunning and also a nude beach. Quite a few family members of William's were there, and there were definitely some odd moments.
When I was little, I thought these looked like grapes and I called them grape flowers. It turns out that I still think they look like grapes and I still call them grape flowers. I find them delightful-- especially in their effort not to be deterred by the pesky snow. I took this picture in the garden in which T and I will grow some vegetables this summer. I can't wait.
Today was the memorial. It was absolutely beautiful and definitely honored the man that William was. We are guessing that about 250 to 300 people came. He would have loved it.
