Last night I jumped in the creek after running (submerging in California water to tune back into this part of the planet). Picked a bunch of little sweet wild lingonberries on the trail and had them with millet-oat pancakes this morning.
I am so excited to be back. I walked into the office and saw the photos and layouts for my book Builders of the Pacific Coast strewn around on layout tables, and got excited all over again by this unique body of work by coastal builders.
My big problem these days is content — too much of it! I came home with 300 photos, first from the woods in Alleghany county, the work of master builder/woodmeister Bill Castle (and his Amish friends); then dazzling sights + adventures on the streets of Manhattan. What am I gonna do with all this stuff? (Actually after another 3-4 trips to NYC I'll have a book, kind of a west-coast boy's view of the Capital of the Universe.)
On Sunday, after the book expo ended, the clouds came in, the air got refreshingly fresh, and the rain started, light at first and then gust-blowing heavy. I had a great few hours with caffeine (+ killer piece of carrot cake, heh-heh), good music, a great view of the street, rain pouring down, cozy inside, a good wi-fi connection at what has just become my favorite cafe in the world:
I almost filled a steno notebook on this trip. Tons of things to do when I get home:
A few photos from Saturday night (warm, sticky temp):
Music du jour
As I post this am listening to Patti Smith's Trampin'. Earlier today I listened to King and Queen, Otis Redding and Carla Thomas, with their classic "Tramp"
You know what Otis, you are country, you straight from the Georgia woods…
and a beautiful version of "Are You Lonely For me Baby," these are duets made in heaven.
All these pix were shot with an Olympus Stylus 800 which I carry in my fanny pack along with wallet, Swiss Army Knife, little notebook, flashlight, pen, glasses, magnifying glass, lighter. Hey, ready for anything!