Creek Running North August 2003 Archives
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August 27, 2003
Thank you, Uncle
You can tell a fair bit about the inner life of the filmmaker by watching his unedited work. The gender-specific pronoun here is used advisedly: I'm thinking of a particular man. I spent some time this weekend watching a mess...Continue reading "Thank you, Uncle"
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August 22, 2003
We have stabilimentum
I'm not sure what this writing spider is trying to say, but I think it's "lemma."...Continue reading "We have stabilimentum"
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Pinole smells frustratingly like rain this morning. Driving home last night, I watched a row of thunderheads to the east loosing brilliant bolts at the ground. Thunder shook the house. Another silver lining to the dark cloud of Zeke's faltering...Continue reading "H2O"
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August 18, 2003
Slow dayContinue reading "Slow day"
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August 16, 2003
Two items, completely unconnected
This morning I am off to give blood. After that, we will be buying a table saw....Continue reading "Two items, completely unconnected"
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Maps and territories
Metaphors are always riskily deceptive, and yet we cannot think without them. Put your teeth just so far apart and expel air roughly through them, make a smooth sound from your vocal cords, and then drop your jaw suddenly. Is...Continue reading "Maps and territories"
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August 13, 2003
I ate breakfast in the garden this morning, standing as still as I could so that the jays wouldn't notice me. There were three of them, I think, or four, scrub jays, Aphelocoma californica. One hopped along the ridgeline of...Continue reading "Delinquents"
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August 12, 2003
Watering the garden this evening, Becky found first one, then another, then a third banded garden spider casting their webs over our perennials. The spiders are distinctive: long, tapering legs held in close pairs, elongated body, placid demeanor. Our banded...Continue reading "Argiope trifasciata"
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August 10, 2003
There's construction across the street: an ugly insurance building adding an ugly two-story extension. The design includes a few concrete pillars; here in seismic California, concrete construction more extensive than a driveway pad requires reinforcement. To pour the pillars, the...Continue reading "Metal"
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August 08, 2003
The Heart Place
Quite a long time ago Becky and I were driving through the hills just south of here, each of us lost in thought. She turned to me suddenly, brow slightly furrowed. "These hills are pretty central to our relationship." It...Continue reading "The Heart Place"
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Readers may be interested in Ron Sullivan's most recent contribution to Faultline, on that creeping awareness of other, non-human stories taking place in the city. For that matter, they may be interested in my piece on Joshua trees....Continue reading "Pointers"
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August 04, 2003
The late garden writer Henry Mitchell used to try to talk people out of planting trees in their gardens. A spruce that looks perfect in a five-gallon pot will rapidly outgrow its place in the garden, shade out the irises...Continue reading "Trees"