July 2, 2015
Maritime Museum 2007: L to R: Medea, Berkeley, Surprise, Russian Sub, Star of India.
I’m looking forward to the upcoming busy weekend. Today I am beginning to sketch out a bit on sail training ships, tomorrow morning we are doing breakfast with Captain Poolie and her sister before I go to work, and Saturday it will be gym and fireworks.
Who knows if I can walk from the trolley to the Maritime Museum, but I’m going. That’s the big thing for the forth. We will be having an old fashioned picnic then fireworks viewing off the stern of the ferryboat BERKELEY. Since we are going to the early dinner seating, we should be able to take a tour on the Swift Boat or the Pilot before eating.
If the fog isn’t too bad this weekend, I might get some good shots for you. I flat out love fireworks.
Posted by Mage at 9:42 AM
July 1, 2015
The weather is backwards here. It’s blowing up from Mexico and through Arizona before it gets to us. This hot humid rain is all anyone can talk about.
I forgot two errands yesterday, so out I went into the darkening world. By the time I made it to the new Post Office, it began sprinkling. By the time I made it home, the skies were black and I could actually see lightening. At home with a book in my hand, the room grew as black echoing the clouds.
It was a strange thing to turn lights on midday. It was stranger still to have a pouring rain hit the wrong side of the house while the other sides were still dry. I didn’t bring my camera downstairs. When the water turned to white diamonds on the window behind the red flowers, all I could do was watch mesmerized by the image.
Posted by Mage at 8:49 AM