Sue Nelson and I signed up for the second week of Brazil Camp, but Sue had to move her participation to the first week and I could not join her because of the eclipse — can’t move an eclipse! Here are a few photos from the Saturday 26 August celebration that started at 11 a.m. and danced and drummed and paraded on until the 3 p.m. feast.
The lady on the left joined us for lunch. She is a forensic architect who works on construction defects cases and had a fascinating story of how she got into that unusual line of work. Sue is dancing at the two o’clock position above.
https://drive.google.com/open?id=0ByZ1PCtxW2o4S1dSZ0tabV9IZFE 25 second clip of circle dance
Had a great time visiting Steve and Sharon who had their luxurious trailer at Emigrant Lake, complete with son Joe and his delightful children Kiah and Liam. Early morning at the lake:
On Friday night we saw an impressive Julius Caesar after a superb meal at the Hearsay Restaurant 49 South 1st Street Ashland. Elegant jazz-style room and delicious crushed fruit aperitif. Saturday night was “Off The Rails,” a Measure for Measure mash-up with a musical about the Old West — great fun. Dinner that night was the elegant Alchemy Restaurant 35 South 2nd Street Ashland. We tried to get to the free “Greenshow” both nights, but the air was hazy and filled with particulate matter from the surrounding forest fires, so the free performance was cancelled one of the nights. We amused ourselves in the comfortable Members Center — luckily Steve and Sharon are members!
No photos during the performance, but believe me, they were fantastic!
I look forward all year to the annual SCPN campout at Doran Beach. This time, Saturday night was calm and clear and they saw some of the Perseid Meteor shower. I, myself, slept through the whole thing, getting a great night’s sleep and kayaking by myself on Sunday morning in the mist. I had the bay to myself. Jeannie made a fabulous potato Thai curry Saturday night, and I served a red shrimp curry that Peggy and Mary Rose made the night before and shared with me, along with their famous peach chutney.
There is a core group that camps every year, and we have daytime visitors including AnnaLisa, LeeAnnin and Benn. They even had a club meeting!
Bran hand-ground coffee beans, something he learned at an Arizona get-together. The food was great. They brought some grilled chicken thighs that were yummy. On Friday night we grilled the NYTimes taste-test willing hot dogs from Whole Foods, and taste-tested two kinds of buns: pretzel and brioche. Pretzel won.
On Saturday, Billy fire-roasted an enormous squash. He could have fed an army with it. He was not too happy with the mini-army of Japanese-American boy scouts that started early-morning calisthenics on Sunday morning with sharp counting in Japanese, and barked orders as they did laps around the parking lot before 7 a.m.
In the past, the illumination on the low-hanging branches near where I like to place my tent would cause too much light infiltration. This year I hung a couple of beach towels over the front which worked well (I should bring clamps next time in case of wind). No rain fly for me — it blocks the windows and ventilation. I used both a solor-powered string ($20 at Home Depot) and a remote-controlled battery-operated $8 string from Amazon. Both worked well, and next time I will wrap them with more space between each ring in order to illuminate the entire limb.
Billy and Bruce rigged up two enormous wind baffles on the street-side of site D which really made the site much more usable. They had climbed the tree to attach the tarps using bungee cords and they withstood the wind well. Billy cleverly used an acorn to attach the ripcord when the grommets tore out of a cheap tarp.
Notes for next time: duct tape or bungee cords to secure the lighting power packs. Put Volvo key on long keychain necklace — it kept falling out of pants pockets. Turkey pucks for Billy, Bruce makes his “bone cereal” in the morning. It is only 30 minutes via Sebastopol, 45 via Occidental.
As so many people are avoiding wheat and gluten, Trader Joe’s is coming out with noodles made from interesting things. These little tubes are made with pink lentils. Not as tasty as pasta, but very pretty with the green sat choi from the new Asian Market that recently opened at the corner of Piner and Marlow. On Thursdays, I can get fresh salmon at an attractive price, so I put the three together for a healthy meal.
Kaylane Wong turned me on to the “greens” and Hang Ah which are delicious, especially with fish, so I think I found the ingredients at the Asian market. The trick with sat choi is to blanch it first to reduce bitterness, then just cook as kale or spinach. A splash of rice vinegar at the end adds zest.
Patricia Pascual celebrated the Grand Opening of her new Yoga Studio in Rohnert Park, and her birthday, with a party. I have a really hard time finding places in Sonoma Mountain Center (formerly Agilent) so it took me 45 minutes of trying doors, talking to security, walking around buildings and driving to finally find the place. By then, it was 9 p.m. and I was too cranky to take off my shoes and find a place in the studio. Anyway, happy birthday, Trish!
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My favorites. Click on the image the little fawn to get to the five thumbnail images. From there, click on any image to reach the slideshow. In the slideshow, lick on any image to get the big honkin’ image file. Ellen Sennerwald is in my watercolor pencils class and she brought in this drawing of […]
Years ago, I bought some flageolets at a farmer’s market and I have been saving them in a jar. I finally cooked them up according to a French cookbook, blanching first then using a pressure cooker for 15 minutes instead of simmering them for an hour. They are delicious! Here they are sauteed with peppers, carrots, onions, garlic and ginger. I later added mushrooms, brown rice and kale fresh-picked from my garden.
I also found some rambutan at Trader Joe’s and brought it to the Saunterer’s Potluck on July 1.
A founder of the Death Cafe movement, Jon Underwood, has died in London. He said, in a recent interview:
It’s not “that I’m not scared of dying — I am!” he said. “But doing this work has given me confidence that whatever happens I will respond with openness and resilience. I know I will cope. That’s really useful!”