In a transcendental reflective moment between dream and waking, Finn of County Santa Cruz has a lucid shadow of an insight into what life might have been like before his birth.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Experience-based wisdom
Finn of County Santa Cruz, impelled to achieve wisdom beyond his years through experience-based learning, pauses to consider a bend in the undergrowth.
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
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Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
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I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Monsieur Georges qui vien de France
It's important for a young lad to have a wide view of the world--to see it through the eyes of others who have seen things both far and wide. Finn was fortunate enough to encounter Georges this weeks, who was in town to see his own daughter and his new grandson, Peter. Georges is a painter (mostly of nude women it would seem), and in this shot he is exposing Finn of County Santa Cruz to some of the finer points. Finn will have to thank Georges later, once he has mastered more than "mama" and "dada."
Thursday, May 22, 2008
If the slipper fits...
Pop--
Sabbatical has offered many amazing opportunities to me to spend time with Finn. This morning the two of us went outside the front gate to see what was happening. We were both still in pajamas with bed-head, but he had his elephant slippers on. At first we kind of hung around the flower beds in front of the house, but after a few minutes, he lit off toward the park with me in tow. The sun was bright and hot and the dirt-stone trail was warm and dusty and smelled of drying cedar wood and cypress needles. I stayed two steps behind Finny Boy, and he led us on a trail-walk for 45 minutes. Without exception he always took the less-trodden trail--ones where the flower-stalks were so high they towered over him like giant trees. The more we walked the more worked-in the slippers became, until finally I believe they became truly worn-in (see attached). It was a good morning.
Sabbatical has offered many amazing opportunities to me to spend time with Finn. This morning the two of us went outside the front gate to see what was happening. We were both still in pajamas with bed-head, but he had his elephant slippers on. At first we kind of hung around the flower beds in front of the house, but after a few minutes, he lit off toward the park with me in tow. The sun was bright and hot and the dirt-stone trail was warm and dusty and smelled of drying cedar wood and cypress needles. I stayed two steps behind Finny Boy, and he led us on a trail-walk for 45 minutes. Without exception he always took the less-trodden trail--ones where the flower-stalks were so high they towered over him like giant trees. The more we walked the more worked-in the slippers became, until finally I believe they became truly worn-in (see attached). It was a good morning.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
From the Sea
Monday, May 19, 2008
Inside Joke
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Colombian Gold
There's no time like the present for a young lad to learn something about coffee. Today, Finn of County Santa Cruz learns how to taste and cool hot Jo.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Farmers' Market
The Capitola Farmers' Market is a famous hangout of Finn of County Santa Cruz. In these shots, he can be spied mingling among the other peasants in search of the makings of a simple yet tasty meal.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Finn meets Ray Barbee and G Bones
Finn of County Santa Cruz inherited a family heirloom today: Now the proud custodian of a Ray Barbee (Powell/Peralta) deck, he's ready to skate the West Side.
The setup: Ray Barbee (Powell/Peralta) Rag Doll re-issue deck (Canadian maple); a pair of Independent 149s; and a set of G Bones (re-issue--97 A), packed with Bones Swiss bearings.
The setup: Ray Barbee (Powell/Peralta) Rag Doll re-issue deck (Canadian maple); a pair of Independent 149s; and a set of G Bones (re-issue--97 A), packed with Bones Swiss bearings.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Hara-Sippy
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Daily Shot #1: Finn of County Santa Cruz
See Finn of County Santa Cruz manipulate his shiny Teleporter. He is speaking in the the tongue of the foreign land from where he has just returned.
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