I had a whirlwind trip up to Sonoma and back. Three days. Bought and sold a couple nice paintings, purchased a wonderful Native American basket. Saw a bunch of friends, Renee, Big Dave, Rick, Anne, Warmboe and Michael. Stayed in Sebastopol the first night, woke up to Stellar's jays and orioles, mobs of band tailed pigeons. I watched a violet green swallow feed its young.
Second night I stayed in Sausalito, at Renee's. I had brought a large painting of hers up to her northern home in my van. I wouldn't have much of a problem living in Sonoma, although they are having a real drought crisis there.
Sausalito would be harder for me. Beautiful, incredible views but I don't think I could handle that level of compression living on a side of a hill with all those humans. I have lived on the edge of nowhere for too long.
There was an erector type set in the room and it was shaped into a perfectly good structure.
I took care of that.
I asked her if I could play, used every available part and sort of went off before bed.
About seven foot tall. A bit out of the box. Might have stretched a few rules of physics.
Interesting shadow play in the darkness of night.
I sent a picture to Shawn in Thailand that night and got this message back: