Saturday, July 3, 2010

Hello, long time, no contact!


Well, it's July 3rd here in too sunny California, and you can hear the sound of fireworks and gun shots
prematurely. Never really liked the 4th, I know that sounds like you're desecrating the flag or something, but
it's hot here, and my fifteen year old will be crazy with his fireworks, and that in its self is very frightening! There
is a parade to attend, and I have an invitation to a barbecue, but for many reasons, it's not my favorite holiday.
Check out the movie, Touching Home, two Californians, twins, made their own film, and it's really good!

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Saturday, October 17, 2009

NO TIME LEFT

TIME FOR ME:

There is NONE! I am teaching, and that's about all I do!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Fibonacci numbers found in Passion flower


Here is a photo I took of a passion flower. My first thought in looking at it was hey I bet it has Fibonacci numbers. It does, and not only that , but it received its name from a scholar named Jacomo Bosio living in Rome in 1609 who related all the numbers of petals, stamen etc; to the crucifixion of Christ.

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Saturday, August 15, 2009

a gray day at the beach

More beach photos


Here are some more on the beach near Half Moon Bay photos.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Northern California at the Beach.


I am a devoted fan of the beach, love my California beaches, No. Cal is different than So. Cal, we're foggy here in certain areas, sun comes out , but generally rolls back in every day. Our water is much colder, but everyone sort of puts up with it, surfers wear wet suits, and everyone else just sort of goes numb, and then you generally don't feel it so much. Nothing beats the beach. Here I am near the Miramar restaurant, sort of near Half Moon bay, closer to Moss Beach. The restaurant is really nice, a little pricey but what a view.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Here's to all the women.


You remember that song, Here's to all the women it starts with about 15 and
builds to 40 or more. I believe it's a country western song. Who sings it? I'll find out.
Any way, these roses are for you, the women who never receive flowers, because we all
deserve them, the young , the middle aged, and the old. Here is to the abused woman, the woman
who may feel she can't escape her situation. Here's to any woman afraid she can't attain her dreams. These roses are for you, and I want you to look at them smile and what ever it is,
know you can do it if you try hard enough.