NOTE: The lack of captions for some photos reflects my lack of knowing how to add them, rather than any failure of WordPress…

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PLEASE ALSO NOTE: There is another “section” to this entry; it follows the photos [mostly?], and relates to a writing – rather than photo – project that I am working on these days…

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2 orchids for $10 @ Grocery Outlet, and I already had 1 here for Meaghan

Looking from bathroom through bedroom area without a bed – before general move of stuff to storage unit.

Some kind of flower in Santa Clara Central Park about first winter’s day 2014

Back door of City of Santa Clara’s Central Park Library

Pup is 18 lbs. these days, and here he is waiting for me to unload groceries from the Mazda last month.

The way home in the best Zen Sense…

THE FOLLOWING TEXT IS UNRELATED TO THE ABOVE TEXT AND/OR IMAGES: This text is one of several entries I will use in a document of mixed fictional & historical &  biographical “facts,” based on books I’ve collected during the past ~10 years, selected randomly – both the books themselves & the pages that I’ve opened. There are approximately 30 books in this “collection,” and this is text no. 2 of those ~30. The idea is for these texts entries to stimulate an “original” response of my “own”…sort of like the way reviewers in The New York Book Review review the books they review:

Today’s Entry Amongst Those ~30 Books_on 10 January 2015

−from page 63 of Second Officer, by Taffrail, “The Marryat of the Modern Navy,” Captain Taprell Dorling, D.S.O., F.R. Hist.S., R.N., Hodder and Stoughton, April 1936.

Dedication

With my grateful thanks

to

many new friends in New Zealand,

and to

the commanders

the officers, cadets and crews

of those two cargo-liners

in which,

by the kindness of the company concerned,

I voyaged to New Zealand

and home again

as a very ‘supernumerary mate’,

and, in the course of 4-1/2 months,

learnt a great deal

that

I

never

knew

before.

…AND IMMEDIATELY BELOW IS THE TEXT THAT FOLLOWS – ON PAGE 63 OF “SECOND MATE,” published/revised in 1936]:

“leeward. More than half a dozen times during her perilous descent his heart had been in his mouth.

He picked up a megaphone and put it to his lips, shouted something that was immediately filched away by the wind. Nobody heard him, but what he had bellowed was−“Good work! Well done!”

The floating oil had reached the Papadulos. The sea no longer broke over her. She lay pitching sluggishly in the swell, still lying over to starboard.

Looking at her, it struck Ravensworth that her list had increased, that her stern was deeper in the water. Her after well-deck was entirely submerged−the tops of the seas cascading over her short poop.

She seemed to be sinking slowly by the stern as water found its way forward. The end could not be long delayed.

‘Half-speed ahead!’ he ordered. ‘Helm hard aport!’

‘Go down to the chief engineer and ask him to carry on with the oil!’ he added to the cadet messenger.

He intended to steam direct to windward doing what he could to flatten the water before making a wide circle to leeward to pick up the lifeboat.”

                                                 [All text above is all text of Page 63; the end of Chapter IV]

today is 011015 @ studio-c, while blogging anew from ~0415 to 0700 on this saturday morning yet still dark & reasonably cold beginning of day