Daily Archives: August 16, 2018

I see dead people… and San Francisco… and some turkeys…

I know, every time I come back to the Bay Area, I go and visit my friend, John. And yes, I know he died some time ago. Technically, I go and visit his memorial tree, under which most of his … Continue reading

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Flowers and love and stuff…

Back in the Bay Area, back in the house where I grew up, back in the backyard where I played as a child. I know, every time I come back, I do posts about the backyard. I love the backyard. … Continue reading

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