I love it here in Berkeley. My little burrow-room beneath a lemon tree is tiny- but I am barely there. Most of the time, I’m biking, sitting in a coffee shop, or at my sister’s. However, the other night I did hear my neighbors (a young couple) fighting about he fundamentals of communism and the authenticity of their art. Only I was too tired to laugh.
I am actually sitting in Cole’s Coffee in Rockridge right now. The Flor De Cana Coffee is lovely and I really want to go get something tasty from the bakery up the block. But I’m a little scared of the Red Cross lady whom I said “no” to earlier when she asked if I had a minute. She gave me look that said “Really? You are walking your bike aimlessly and looking at pastries in the window”.
I might have to fake a phone call when I go to get treats.
I’m trying to stay crafty while I’m here. I have a pile of thrift-store finds that need just a bit of alteration and a big list of want-to-makes. I did however, find an awesome mint green jacket in a donation box on the street. No alterations required.
I made these little flowers from a yellowed and worn- out copy of Robinson Crusoe for a friend’s baby shower.