A respected friend is teaching a zoom workshop monthly, starting May 22. Here’s the image I made, to help him advertise it.
Maybe too many words, huh. And pics with people in them get more attention. But he might fill his class. We’ll see.
walks
Yesterday Ming and I went for a walk by the urban river. It was a good walk.
Then Ming had a doctor’s appointment and got great news. So we went for a second walk, on the same urban river trail, headed south this time.
“Feels great, celebrating health with health,” I told him. He agreed.
pretty baseball
I found a baseball. It was on the ground by a plant. Felt excited and picked it up, examining it. Pretty baseball, slightly orange from the red dirt.
Then I was telling Ming how baseballs feel valuable to me. More than a tennis ball. Tennis balls spoil kind of quick. Then you can give them to a dog. But a baseball has a little more worth. More than a golf ball also, for sure.
I told him this story about how I found a baseball when I was a kid, and it was coming apart at the seams. So I sewed it. I kept that baseball for a long time. This one I would like to give to a kid I love.
“Says Wilson on it,” I told Ming. “I don’t know who that is, so I can’t give it back….”
“That’s the brand,” Ming said.
“Yeah, I was just kidding,” I said.
Ming explained the park we were at was actually a soccer complex, named after someone named Wilson, so my joke was complicated.
Oh yes, I had a cat named Mookie long ago. He was a Wilson also.
flood channel
Kinda hurt my feelings, the urban river was called a flood channel. Wow, my sacred, beautiful river. It confused me, like was it just a flood channel? That sounds so cheap and bad! It’s just a language issue, but I don’t care for it.
This parking lot dumpster was escaped from its dumpster hut, and I like the pink, of course.
This one is 5x like me, and has a pallet pal, as all dumpsters should!
All these locks were on the fence, at a certain spot, confusing but pretty. Also like me! Confusing but pretty.
“Will you go spray paint the mini-coffins over on the pathway? I’m sure the city won’t mind.”
This tree is covered in gorgeous dark wine flowers. I think it’s desert willow. But usually desert willow flowers are paler.
graffiti advice
Look at this stable of sawhorses.
Some graffiti gave us a message, so we tried to follow its advice. I thought we might find some books, but I don’t think it really says books–it says bosks?
You can see written on the back of the shed, an arrow to the bosks. So we carefully looked in that bin.
I guess a bosk is some wood. Yeah, like bosque? But this is more like scrap two by fours.
Maybe I misunderstood the whole thing? At any rate, maybe anyone is welcome to this scrap wood? It’s undefended, in these bins. Must be plentiful.
sweetheart
Asked Ming to take a pic with me in the shiny building window reflection. He was tired by then. Poor sweetheart.
That’s grate.
I like this song Bosque by some friends. Thank you for celebrating health with health, with me. Love to all.
