Hope: News from Bolinas
Bolinas, California, the Town that Tested Itself - The New Yorker
Curiosity: News from the deep
Resolve
An Incalculable Loss - The New York Times
demure's desk
- Lilacs on a bush are better than orchids. And dandelions and devil grass are better! Why? Because they bend you over and turn you away from all the people and the town for a little while and sweat you and get you down where you remember you got a nose again. And when you're all to yourself that way, you're really yourself for a little while; you get to thinking things through, alone. Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher. Nobody guesses, nobody accuses, nobody knows, but there you are, Plato in the peonies, Socrates force-growing his own hemlock.
from Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury
funnies
Bolinas is kinda core to who I am. I've spend a LOT of time there, while growing up, and as a young adult while working in the computer industry in SF. My band was based in Bolinas, and was basically the town band... every event, we played at. (Named "HK", which was short for "Hu Yu Kiddin?") It's a small village, at the end of a road, that is pretty fucking old skool California idyllic... and when SF exploded in the 80's with the computer boom, BoBo did everything they could do to remain a quiet little beach enclave of hippies and dropouts. It was wonderful. Still have friends there, today. The town is much different (you can only defend yourself from money for so long), but there is still a tiny shred of the old BoBo in there...
"All that is constant about the California of my childhood is the rate at which it disappears." - Joan Didion, Notes from a Native Daughter I hope you're right. I grew up in a small California town and I've seen it change oh-so-rapidly over the years.there is still a tiny shred of the old BoBo in there...