On Friday April 1st, I fooled myself and instead of staying in the office, I drove to Golden Gate Park for a stroll in the Botanical Garden, to experience spring. If you received my latest book, “42 Encounters with Love” (if not you can order here), you know that, in addition to my other skills, I write poems.
I know that Spring is here
Because the Japanese maple tree
In our backyard has burst with red leaves.
It looks as if the burning bush
Mysteriously appeared in San Francisco.
The majestic magnolias flowers
Are showing their beauty.
The Calla lilies stick out their heads
To manifest their royal glory.
Red tulips have opened their mouths
To absorb the morning dew,
And yellow daffodils
Bounced together as in the dance.
The colorful tapestry covers the ground.
White daisies, pink flowers
And blue forget-me-nots.
The navy-blue and white hyacinths
Fill the air with their fragrance.
I know that spring is here
Because the world is filled with beauty.
I do not think you would lose sleep over the question, which came first, the chicken or the egg. The Torah only tells us that “God created all the winged birds of every kind. And God saw that this was good.” (Genesis 20:21), without letting us know how he/she did it. Therefore, this task was left for the scientists. And as it sometimes happens, there are at least two opinions: some claim that the chicken came first, while others prefer the egg.
Regardless of what scientists consider, some of us prefer to eat chickens; while others only eggs. In our family, we do not eat meat. When I tell this to some people, they ask, “Not even a chicken?” Not even a chicken; however, eggs are a great source of protein. One of my clients who lives in the Sunset district of San Francisco has egg laying chickens, and I was lucky to get some of those fresh green colored eggs. My wife and I ate the eggs, but you can enjoy these images of the chickens.
According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, “revive” means to “return to consciousness of life: become active or flourishing again”, as well as “to restore from a depressed, inactive, or unused state, bring back”, and “to renew in the mind or memory”.
I decided to check the definition of this word after a recent visit to Downtown San Francisco. For many years, I was coming here with my camera, to capture images of encounters with people filling the streets of our beautiful city. Some of these images ended up in four of my “42 Encounters” photo-story books that I’ve published so far (order here).
This time, the streets were empty with only a few out-of-town visitors. The major name stores on Grant Street had polished windows and tight security, but not many buyers. Wearing masks was optional; however, many still did. It was difficult to imagine how life will return to normal; nevertheless, I am sure it will. This is why I am currently working on my next photo-story book, “San Franciscans. Looking Forward, Through Looking Back. 42 Encounters with Pioneers”. Stay tuned! Meanwhile, enjoy these three of my encounters.
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While driving Max to his dog sitter, from our home in Monterey Heights through Sunset to the Richmond District, and crossing Golden Gate Park, gives me plenty of opportunities to see the trees covered with green leaves – almost overnight.
Online I found an answer – why leaves are green. The green color also has a connection with March 17th – St. Patrick’s Day. The Irish have observed this day as a religious holiday for over 1,000 years. However, the first St. Patrick’s Day Parade took place not in Ireland, but in America. This happened on March 17, 1601, in what is now St. Augustine, Florida. Today, St. Patrick’s Day is celebrated around the world.
This Year, the 17th Annual San Francisco St. Patrick’s Day Parade was celebrated on March 12th. I was not there, but I did observe it in 2014, when I encountered the color green not only on the leaves.
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We have visited Mendocino a number of times over the years. However, those were just tourist visits, when we saw old buildings and water towers, populated by art galleries, restaurants and stores, and of course took beautiful walks along the ocean. This time, we had a completely different experience. Some years ago, I helped two of my clients buy homes in Mendocino. After recently refinancing their mortgages, they invited us to come for a visit.
We came with our labradoodle Max, and were able to rent a small cottage through VRBO, close to the town center. When we went to visit our friend, we were blown away. Driving through a redwood tree forest, we arrived at the top of a hill with an incredible view and a retreat-like house. To get to the second house, we drove through the forest on a one way road, which seemed to never end. We finally arrived to discover about 30 acres of the forest, with the two acres of a green lawn, a large house, bee hives, a chicken coup, a leather workshop, wine cellar and a Japanese hot tub. The place where twenty-four wild turkeys come for a provided breakfast. A bear with her two cubs come to visit, and even a mountain lion stops by, not to mention deer and skunks. Of course, these are not typical homes in Mendocino, but this is what makes this jewel of a place so multifaceted.