Discovered this perfect little rainbow arcing over my studio the other day on my return from my walk up Old Stage Road.
A perfect little rainbow over the Crow's Nest in my studio.
Took my bride of 37 years on a little trip to one of our favorite cities on Wednesday. Yesterday, we dropped in on a museum art show at the Legion of Honor:
Wild Wild Women In The Wild West
Excellent show, very inspiring. After this we walked the 3.5 miles to the De Young Museum in Golden Gate Park to see the Ed Rusche (pronounced Rue-shay) retrospective. Ed is legendary for his booklet "26 gasoline stations" which he produced in the early sixties and features photos of 26 gas stations along Route 66. One of them is the Flying A truck stop at McConnico, just below Kingman and my father and a partner ran it in the mid-sixties. Here I am standing in front of the photo.
BBB and The Flying A Truck Stop at upper right.
I loved seeing the Kingman connection, but the rest of the show was rather weak. I did realize art museums are my church. They fill me with hope, they inspire me and they help me refocus my efforts.
And whenever I'm near the Legion of Honor neighborhood, I always like to grab a bite at the restaurant where John Henry Tunstall also bought his lunch, so long ago. Well, okay, technically, he bought his lunch in Lincoln County, New Mexico Territory, but he did have a meal at this restaurant and I can't eat here without thinking of him.
The Cliff House Restaurant menu
As we sat looking out at the waves crashing on the rocks I thought of him looking at the same rocks and scheming on how he was going to make his fortune in New Mexico. As the old vaqueros are fond of saying, "Life is what happens when you are making other plans."
"There's a rainbow above you, you better let somebody love you, before it's too late. . ."
—The Eagles, Desperado
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