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Three Springs in One Year? Impossible.

Minoushka

Minoushka

Who would have thunk? Certainly not me. Yet here you have it:

  1. February 2014, Kunming, Yunnan Province, China
  2. March 2014, Dali and Shaxi, Yunnan Province, China
  3. April/May 2014, Cambridge, MA, United States

I have been home in East Cambridge, now, for two months and am enjoying a third Spring this year, albeit one that is slower to warm up (it is almost officially summertime and we are several weeks behind what we typically see at this time of year). Since returning to the U.S. from Asia, I have been surrounded by a blooming crab apple tree as well as flowering plum, cherry, apricot, and peach trees, tulips, allium, wisteria, a climbing hydrangea, and more. The garlic has given us a large crop and we have used many of the leaves in our cooking. Yesterday I cut the scapes. In July we’ll pick the bulbs. I have seen the leaves on all of the trees turn from that bright lime green freshness that I only associate with the new start of Spring to a deeper green that indicates that Summer is here – or at least on its way. When it arrives, it shall be my second Summer this year.

Clearly, I have settled into life at home. I am in love with my home, husband, cat, the New England Area, and knowing that I am close to my family and friends in Montreal. Yet I know (and I have mentioned this before in this blog), I will want to be on the road again, soon enough. It is a matter of striking a balance between nurturing my life at home and moving about – with my heart and feet grounded here, yet being able to live elsewhere – even if it is temporary.

I have moved more than twenty times in my adult years. I seem to be always searching. The places I’ve lived and visited have helped me find home, including inside myself. But I have lived with Steve for 16 years now, and find that I have learned to cultivate home and love. Here I am.

Allium

Garden, Allium

Minoushka

Minoushka

Yellow Wood Tree

Garden, Yellow Wood Tree

Yellow Wood Tree

Garden, Yellow Wood Tree

Yellow Room

Yellow Room

Yellow Room

Yellow Room

Steve

Steve

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Stairs

Stairwell

Red Room

Red Room

Bathroom

Bathroom

Larder

Larder

House

House

Fence

Garden, Fence

Fence

Garden, Fence

Cucumbers and Chair

Garden, Cucumbers and Chair

Ceiling

Ceiling

Bulkhead

Garden, Bulkhead

Bread Just Out of the Oven

Bread Just Out of the Oven

Bedroom

Bedroom

Bedroom

Bedroom

Hanging Laundry

Hanging Laundry

 

 

 

San Francisco

San Francisco Seen from Bernal Heights

San Francisco Seen from Bernal Heights

I arrived in San Francisco in the late afternoon of August 6and took a cab to Bernal Heights, where my cousin lives. She and I barely know each other so it is a complete pleasure hanging out with her, talking about ourselves, family, art, life, and just laughing together. On the first night we walked to the top of the hill and looked at the view of The Mission (just below us on the opposite side of the hill and behind Bernal Heights), downtown San Francisco, the Twin Peaks and the Golden Gate Bridge, Oakland, and Berkeley in the distance. Beautiful!

San Francisco Seen from the Port of Oakland

San Francisco Seen from the Port of Oakland

It is summer time but cool compared to the heat of the east coast in August. I am still getting used to wearing a sweater (or two), pants, socks, and shoes. When I wake up in the morning I cover my head with my “hoodie” to keep my body heat (what little there is) in. Soon I shall be out on the ocean waters heading to Hong Kong on a freighter ship – so I suspect this is a good transition.

The flora in San Francisco belong to an arid world and are made up of succulents and cacti and other magnificent native plants. As you fly into the city you can see that the desert is just outside San Francisco’s door but it still amazes me, each time I get out onto the streets, to see the lushness and diversity of plant life here.

I have been to San Francisco a number of times and am always surprised by the diverse cultures represented in this city. It is heart-warming to walk down the streets of Bernal Heights, for example, and be greeted with a friendly hello as I pass people of seemingly all races.  Boston, although changing, is, by comparison a fairly “white” and segregated city.

Lovely Rache

Lovely Rache

Rache's Dog, Diego

Rache’s Dog, Diego

San Francisco - Mission Chinese Food San Francisco – Mission Chinese Food

Choosing a place to eat in San Francisco can be overwhelming since the city offers one of the greatest dining “scenes” in any city I’ve visited in the United States. San Francisco dining presents you with everything from hip to unpretentious food, world famous to unknown restos, international to “American” fare, and cheap to expensive feasting. Selecting where to eat, if you do not decide to just land anywhere, can be daunting. The city is a food Mecca and I have eaten twice at a local Mexican joint (Taco Los Altos) in Bernal Heights, at the famous Zuni Cafe (with my sweet friend, Maxine), at Mission Chinese Food, at Pig and Pie and, at Bi-Rite Creamery for ice cream (they make an amazing vegan coconut cream sorbet for those of us who are lactose intolerant… or vegan)

As I write about food, and when I walk and eat in San Francisco I am very aware, as I was the first time I visited here, of the number of homeless people living on the city’s streets. According to the San Francisco Public Press, “A “homeless bill of rights” in California must wait until next year for a vote in the full Assembly after clearing its first hurdle.” The San Francisco Chronicle writes, “Ten years ago, San Francisco decided the way to solve its intractable homelessness problem was to spend millions of dollars a year to set up housing-and-counseling complexes for street people — and by many measures, it has been a success…” No matter, there are still too many people without a roof over their heads and there are multiple reasons for this. Some cannot afford rent (this past June, San Francisco was on the top five list of the nation’s most expensive places to live). They may not have a job or income. Many people have physical or mental disabilities and others may have a substance abuse problem. Additionally, there are many who do not necessarily live on the streets but instead end up in shelters, hospitals, “supportive housing,” or even jail. It is not an easily managed problem and solutions are often politically charged and there is, as well, a lack of support in social services. Here is a list of some homelessness related blogs.

It is difficult to add anything else after my thoughts on homelessness. All too sobering. Today, I will check out more of Bernal Heights and tomorrow I head to the shipyard to board my slow boat to China (the Hanjin Lisbon).

    

From the Marine Agent: “Vessel’s updated schedule is : ETA 0400/11 ETB 0630/11 1300/11 Passengers to board vessel AND ETD 1800/11.” If you are interested in tracking the ship just click “Current Vessel’s Track” on the left, under “Last Position Received.” Then, zoom out so that you may see where in the world the Hanjin Lisbon is:
http://www.marinetraffic.com/ais/shipdetails.aspx?MMSI=21172700

So alas, Sunday evening we set a sail! I will not have internet access aboard so shall be silent until after I disembark the ship in Hong Kong, at the end of August. Until then….

Note: There are no photos of San Francisco, as of yet, for this posting. This morning I spilled a cupful of hot coffee on my lap-top which is now kaput and being fixed. Photos will come some day…. after I settle into my new, temporary, life in Kunming.