After a lashing rain fall this winter the MLK day brightened to reveal lots of splendid sunshine. A clearer day there had not been in a while. Every plant and blade of grass it seemed had turned green around us and the air smelled so fresh. Kid had a day off as did I and so we set out for a moderate hike in the Sunol regional wilderness. A chain of hills and vales in the east bay region of San Francisco, this hike is for beginners and ardent hikers alike. The most stunning vistas are to be had within a mile from the park entrance in the form of a waterfall created when we get a deluge as we did in this rainy season. That coupled with less of a crowd having visited early in the morning we had the serenity of the park and the noise of the rushing water for company. It was only interrupted by the hoarding and knocking sounds of the Acorn Woodpeckers stockpiling said nuts for the season in the soft oak barks in the park. Watching their every mov...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!