I got up this morning and headed to the Grand Lake farmers market where I picked up peaches, peaches, and more peaches. I’ll be experimenting with cobbler in the kitchen this morning, listening to “Jesus on the Mainline,” and calling Him up–praying for Mrs. Brown (happy 94th), and no rain in NYC for Rimpletide tomorrow. Happy Saturday.
What you’re listening to:
From “Ry Cooder & The Moula Banda Rhythm Aces: Let’s Have A Ball”, a film by Les Blank taped at The Catalyst, Santa Cruz, CA on March 25th 1987.
Ry Cooder: guitar, vox
Jim Keltner: drums
Van Dyke Parks: keys
Jorge Calderon: bass
Flaco Jimenez: accordion
Miguel Cruiz: percussion
Steve Douglas: sax
George Bohannon: trombone
Bobby King: tenor
Terry Evans: baritone
Arnold McCuller: tenor
Willie Green Jr: bass
to Rimpletide, for posting the perfect A.R.T. to end a long school year with, by an old favorite, Snow (kind of perfect irony for celebrating the coming on of summer).
I am fairly certain that I am as excited to be done with the school year as my students although I love them so. But Rimpletide’s post reminded me of another time I was very excited to be done with a particularly long year-seventh grade. Thank god it ended, and thank god for Snow.
Click here to enjoy.
The man also known as Snow. I am pretty sure this look is saying “I don’t want to go to school today and I’m not taking off this hood in class.”
Happy Summer everyone!
I have been meaning to capture the bearded irises of Rockridge, but by the time I got around to it most were brown and shriveled. Perhaps there will be one more bloom cycle before the season is over. In the mean time, in my search for irises I came across a ton of poppies. Here they are:
Romneya coulteri (matilla poppy)
That last picture is my favorite. [Rimpletide mentions that I might want to mention Amitav Ghosh’s new book Sea of Poppies (re: opium wars) here. This post should be titled See of Poppies (re: Rockridge life).]
Eater SF is soothed/not-soothed by Alice Waters. Aren’t we all?
Ian McEwan is such an easy target! And Quilty hits a bullseye.
On fulfillment by Rimpletide.
Nicolette Camille does really beautiful floral design. And she takes great picures too.
Bouquet by Nicolette Camille
Calas, geranium leaves, garden roses, tuberose and jasmine. Brilliant.
Eddie Ross continues to be prolific and backs us up on our love of carnations, Eddie Ross
Quilty reminds us that we are sad we don’t live in NYC, although we’ll take the Oakland sunshine over the NYC slush I hear is there today, GoodJobbb
and Rimpletide does the important work of exploring our collective sexuality for us vis a vis wooden dolls, Rimpletide
while the Pipeline reports on what’s hot from the hottest (pretty fucking hot) currently cold climate, Stockholm, The Pipeline