Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Yorkshire Weather and the White Horse

Sitting in a coffee shop, enjoying some memories.

The clouds are as thick as the snow on the East Coast, and the rain continues to fall, more than usual for Los Angeles. But it comes straight down, not horizontal as it did on the "cliff" overlooking the White Horse so many years ago.

I can't say I'm losing my grip on the past.
In My Secret Life, Leonard Cohen

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Nidd Valley

Wonderful memories of Nidd Valley. I never want to forget. On the sunniest days, on the coolest, but not cold days, I think of the Nidd. How I cut the hedge to recover the view.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Bloomsbury: A House of Lions, Leon Edel

I call San Antonio (Texas) home. I spend a fair amount of time in Boston (Massachusetts) providing care for my two granddaughters. I love traveling by Amtrak across the northern tier from Portland (Oregon) to Chicago (Illinois). But on days like these, it's hard to say any of them compare to southern California, in this case, San Pedro.

San Pedro sits at the southernmost point of Los Angeles, on the Pacific Ocean. It is home to blue-collar dock workers and truck drivers working out of the ports of Los Angeles and Long Beach. The ports sit right next to each other; two huge bridges connect the ports with the workers who live in San Pedro.

As usual, I woke up pretty early to check the news, some e-mail. And then I put on my backpack and walked to the top of the hill  to have coffee, continue reading, and start blogging. The day was incredibly beautiful -- about like it is every day in southern California (forgetting about the recent rainstorms, somewhat of an anomaly).

I read while I walk. Right now I'm reading Leon Edel's Bloomsbury: A House of Lions. It is, of course, the story of Virginia Woolf's group in London in the early 1900's that had a profound effect on modern art and modern literature. I have probably read as much as anyone (except graduate students majoring n the genre) on Virginia Woolf, her novels, the biographies, the anthologies. Every tme I feel I have seen everything or have read all I want about her, it seems I come across another great book on Virginia Woolf. Leon Edel's group biography is such a book: absolutely outstanding. I have always had a pretty good understanding of the Bloomsburg group, but never had a good feel for how it got started. Edel answers that question.

Understanding the personalities of the nine core members of the group is essential to understanding the impact this group had on the literary / art world. It's almost as of if Bloomsbury group was really one person with nine personalities. I could enjoy talking about these multiple personalities and their relationships with a psychologist.

But in the meantime, I will continue the book, check some e-mail, check up on the snowstorm on the East Coast and enjoy a wonderful day in southern California.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Ripon Cathedral

For some reason my mind wanders to Ripon Cathedral tonight.

I'm listening to Darlene Love singing her signature song "Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home)" -- wow, that results in a few tears.




Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home, Darlene Love

Saturday, December 11, 2010

I Don't Want to Get Over You

The blog has been re-opened for special circumstances.

If I could, I would talk to you about this because I don't want to get over you.

Click here, posted December 11, 2010.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

I Saw You This Morning...

In My Secret Life, Leonard Cohen

I'm Back on Boogie Street

... a sip of wine ... and then it's time to go ... I've tidied up the kitchenette ... I'm what I am, and what I am is back on boogie street ... and, oh my love, I still recall the pleasures that we knew ... the rivers and the waterfall wherein I bathed with you ... bewildered by your beauty there, I kneeled to dry your feet.

By such instructions, you prepared a man for boogie street ...

I never thought we'd need ...

You kiss my lips, and then it's done ...

I'm back on boogie street.


Boogie Street, Leonard Cohen

Last night I was back on boogie street ... as I so often am these days ...

Lonely days, lonely nights ...


Lonely Days, Lonely Nights, The Bee Gees

Thursday, December 2, 2010

St Bede

Not a moment goes by that I'm not thinking about you. Thinking of you.

Google maps now has street views of the areas we walked.