Happened by a garage sale today given by a young woman with some tastes fairly similar to mine, apparently. I picked up Rousseau's Confessions, On Liberty by John Stuart Mill, An Inquiry into Meaning and Truth by Bertrand Russell, and Composicion - Proceso y sÃntesis, textbook and workbook, all for $2.50.
A lot of folks I know have been unhappy about the grey skies and rain here lately, but I love it. It's reassuring to get some water, for one thing (California is a drought state, after all), but besides that, we've gotten some really beautiful indigo skyscapes, big dark deep deep blue clouds covering the whole sky, with just the occasional ragged gap to let a planet shine through ... or the moon.
The other night, driving back from dinner, hail started pummelling the car. It was wonderful. I love the sound of rain (or hail) pounding on the windshield and the roof.
The other night I was waiting to catch a bus on Market Street. As the bus pulled up, a boxy orange streetcar pulled up behind it.
I love the San Francisco streetcars. I take them every chance I get - but I'd never been on one of the orange Milan streetcars before.
Wooden benches! Beautiful lacquered wood, wood trim between the windows ...
Instructions in Italian on plaques affixes to the walls ...