Just a few more from Albany Bulb.
Concrete slab with revolucionario, dead fish, something, and skulls.

Just a few more from Albany Bulb.
Concrete slab with revolucionario, dead fish, something, and skulls.

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I’ve heard of this place out on the Bay, with lots of sculptures and sometimes at risk of disappearing (tides? officials? dunno). I’ve never been – so many places I’ve never been. It has a name – Albany Bulb – and what a fascinating place to explore! With a little care not to walk through somebody’s campsite.
A bunker, a castle, una casita.

Sex ed. (Definitely sperm. We walked over more along that path.)

Sometimes we stepped on things we almost didn’t notice.

Sometimes we walked around a bend of hill and water and found astonishment.

And a sword fighter or dancer.

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Instead of going to Mexico to visit family last week, the Kid and I stayed home for vacation. First he was sick, and we cancelled all the fun stuff we’d scheduled to distract ourselves from changed plans. But then he was better, in time to take the train to Fresno for a quick overnight visit with a friend. (We had to take the train. The car was sicker than the Kid and still in the shop.)
A few photos there and back.
Thursday morning we took a taxi to the Amtrak station in Jack London Square.

A different view of the Carquinez Bridge.

Central Valley, with computer.

Irrigating the Central Valley.

The sun came out, almost to Fresno.

We went to Fresno to see a dog.

And we were back on the train again the next afternoon.

Spinning cotton with a tahkli, in the sun on the train. I always have something to do.

Afternoon light over flat fields.

I love the hills. I’m usually driving, so I indulged myself with more than one photo of the hills. Green!

Darker sky, brown wetlands grass, almost into the cities again.

The train ride was about 4 hours, maybe an hour longer than driving. But I could take lots and lots and lots of pictures, and spin and knit and the bathroom travelled with us. The Kid got a little bored, but he was pretty content with the train ride. I don’t think we’ll do it often, but it was a nice adventure for our vacation.
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This was the same day we went to the lighthouse. According to Mom, sun at Drake’s Beach is rare. Felt like the lighthouse point caught all the fog behind it and let a little out to chill one end of the beach.
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From the stairs down to Pt Reyes lighthouse. There’s a looooong beach down there. Somewhere.

From the other side of the stairs, looking back.

Fog drip, walking back to the parking spot from Pt Reyes lighthouse.

I love fog.
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