Sunday, November 01, 2009
Full moon tomorrow ...
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Bay Bridge still closed ...
The ferries head in and head out. The bridge is empty of traffic (except for the 108 on the upper deck) while repairs continue on the eastern span.
After sunrise. A single truck on the bridge. Traffic is only allowed between San Francisco and Treasure Island/Yerba Buena: the 108, a few cars, repair vehicles, an occasional truck. That's it until the repairs on the broken crossbeam and tie rods are finished, examined, inspected, okay'd, and the bridge re-opens.
Traffic elsewhere is a scramble. BART and the ferries are packed.
After sunrise. A single truck on the bridge. Traffic is only allowed between San Francisco and Treasure Island/Yerba Buena: the 108, a few cars, repair vehicles, an occasional truck. That's it until the repairs on the broken crossbeam and tie rods are finished, examined, inspected, okay'd, and the bridge re-opens.
Traffic elsewhere is a scramble. BART and the ferries are packed.
Labels: BayBridge, life, news, photographs
Monday, August 17, 2009
Morning has broken ...
But that was then. Five hours later finds the sun shining and the washing machine whirring. Friends expected around 6-ish for dinner and conversation.
Labels: BayBridge, photographs
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
August Full moon
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Dragon Boats Were Out In Force This Morning
Monday, June 08, 2009
Full moon ... in stages
Last night as we were eating dinner (grilled lamb chops, stir-fried Chinese beans, and small red potatoes, cut and sautéed in olive oil with garlic and rosemary), I'd get up and walk to the windows occasionally. I was waiting for the full moon over the Bay Bridge - a photo op that comes once every twenty-eight days. If that.
At 8:50P there was still no sign of the moon. How can that be? Where is the moon? We finished dinner and moved to our chairs where we sat, finishing our glasses of wine.
A little after nine the moon finally appeared, rising orange behind the bridge. Then yellow. Then white, as it rose in the sky.
All Rayleigh, his nibs said.
At 8:50P there was still no sign of the moon. How can that be? Where is the moon? We finished dinner and moved to our chairs where we sat, finishing our glasses of wine.
A little after nine the moon finally appeared, rising orange behind the bridge. Then yellow. Then white, as it rose in the sky.
All Rayleigh, his nibs said.
Labels: BayBridge, photographs
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Last night's not-quite full moon
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
More clouds from yesterday
Pilot boat
The sky turns blue (Thank you, Rayleigh!) as the sun goes down behind us.
A pilot boat cruises in.
The bay, the hills, the shadows take on a blue-ish tinge as the sun sets and the City wraps itself in twilight.
A pilot boat cruises in.
The bay, the hills, the shadows take on a blue-ish tinge as the sun sets and the City wraps itself in twilight.
Labels: BayBridge, life, photographs
Clouds. Bridge.
I've looked at clouds from both sides now. ...
This is a cloud shot from yesterday (Tues) ...
This is a cloud shot from yesterday (Tues) ...
Labels: BayBridge, photographs, weather
Saturday, May 30, 2009
New cranes
New cranes showed up in our vista a few days back.
We can only see a bit of what is happening on the eastern span. I'm assuming these new cranes are needed to lift the roadbeds into place for the temporary span that will be used while the permanent span is built, but ? who knows?
Is this the crane we're seeing?
Labels: BayBridge, Treasure Island, Yerba Buena Island
: views from the Hill
Bertold Brecht:
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.


