Thursday, June 12, 2008

DOWN MEXICO WAY / GATHER YE ROSEBUDS WHILE YE MAY

Dearest Family and Friends

57 Cumberland Street, San Francisco CA 94110
Phone Number: +1 415 738 2112
Nadine 415 595 0023
Skype: nadinemellor

Esme

April Highlights

  • Mexico

    May Highlights

  • Carol and Judith
  • Point Reyes
  • DLG
  • Napa
  • Camping
  • Birding




    Esme







    Eight Months

    What a DARLING. She’s so happy and sunny – greeting us with gummy grins and squeals of excitement first thing in the morning, thrilled to be alive in this brave new world.

    She sings to us; Colman roars at her and she squeaks back delightedly.

    Everything is an adventure; all this virgin territory is to be examined, conquered, experienced and understood: textures, sounds colours. Boundaries are being established – in our minds only so far. We are now implementing some babyproofing so she can explore safely.

    She can now clap, wave (randomly and intermittently) and crawl properly although she still prefers commando-style wriggling manoeuvres, and much prefers being naked. We have to chase after her with diaper or clothes. Yes “commando” in that sense too.

    She performs a range of yoga poses including the splits. She pulls herself to standing and wobbles fearlessly when upright, before falling with a plop to sitting again, or to measure her length.

    Her mother’s genes are in evidence at meal times – she likes everything, eats three good meals a day – we make purees of fruit and veg in ice cube trays. And now, hallelujah, she drinks from any receptacle – including caps of water bottles, sippy cups (thanks Mum), other babies’ bottles (she does a good smash and grab raid) and my mouth.

    A mysterious mild rash on her back, chest and neck comes and goes. Probably something to do with her ever-increasing diet but we’ve been a bit slack in narrowing down any probable cause. And it has on at least two occasions been triggered by heat – she’s definitely Irish when it comes to high temperatures and humidity. It also seems to come up when she’s agitated.

    Still my little wide-mouthed vampire, she opens blue eyes wide to assess situations then charms strangers and friends with her smiles.

    Two teeth are now through on the lower jaw – and she has taken to wrinkling up her nose, puckering up her lips and sucking air in and out, chin up. Very endearing.

    We had another potty pause for about a week, and now are back on track again. But it is harder to interpret the noises she makes – previously when less active and more mute it was easier to identify her sounds as ‘potty’ requests.

    When out and about it is still very straightforward and works very well, we miss more at home. She’s very aware when she’s wet, definitely communicates her needs to us in general, and is very familiar with bathrooms, sinks, flushing toilets and flowerbeds, and much happier when diaperless, which she is more and more. Full details of all incidents involving pees, diapers, potties and worse, supplied on request.


    Baby Fun
    We’ve been to picnics in Dolores Park – one time with Geoff, Armani and Marcus – Esme and he play very well together. This was just before Ron and Louisa departed back to the UK.

    And another time for Laurel’s birthday – Ruby is growing up fast.

    Kristan organised an excursion to Golden Gate Park which has a state of the art children’s playground –

    Esme LOVES the bucket swings – whether on her own or sharing with Soren.

    Soren and Esme are interacting more, they’re developing in tandem, both always more intrigued by the object in the other’s hand than their own.

    Nanny Lelli takes them out and about every day; Esme helps Lelli with her English homework on occasion.

    We hosted afternoon tea in the garden on the hottest day of the year (a record-busting 97ºF – that’s 39ºC in new money – hence Esme's nudity) for Lelli and all her babies.

    Plus new friends Zoey and Selina, twin daughters of newest DLG member, Tracey.

    Six all at once – collective noun should be a “chaos” of babies.




    The heat spell continued for 4 days.

    Patrick, Catherine and Caroline brought out the paddling pool and we all hung out in our beautiful garden.

    Tom makes an excellent child minder.

    We still make Pilates and yoga classes every week – how else is she to perfect her downward dog?


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    April Highlights




    Mexico

    Our first family holiday. We were a tad ambitious – it was pretty hot and humid for much of the week. We stayed in 4 different hotels. In 3 different locations. And Esme developed a cold on her 2nd night, which prevented her sleeping properly for 3 nights (quite stressful and tiring), and saw me catch the cold by the end of the week – no wonder as I was sucking her nose out to keep her breathing. Nonetheless we had a great week, seeing and doing much, including relaxing!

    However, our camera was stolen out of our hold luggage on the way home with 100s of images on the memory chip still inside. No doubt you’re sorry, yet strangely relieved at being spared our endless holiday snaps – we estimate about 600… So the moral is don’t put your camera in the hold, take the memory chip out if you can’t carry the camera on your person. Thanks for the photo, Adam! Says it all.

    We flew to Merida, capital of the Yucatan We sat next to a lovely fat Mexican chap on the final flight who, in common with all his compatriots we encountered, thought Esme just adorable. Mexicans love children; Colman felt like a film star, as he did the main Esme-carrying, crowds parting in adulation.

    Merida has some wonderful colonial buildings, including an unusually austere venerable Cathedral, and a vibrant artistic and cultural heritage. We stayed in Merida for 3 nights at stylish mansion Villa @ Merida . Fortuitously our visit coincided with Domingo en Merida where central streets are blocked off for a weekly party. Music played on every street corner, old-timers dressed in their Sunday best danced in the square, hawkers and market stalls everywhere. Esme’s were eyes wide as saucers at the colours and sounds. We loved the Museum of Anthropology for informative displays on Maya culture, an excellent tour guide and most crucially for being cool in the noonday heat.

    From here we travelled to Chichen Itza staying right next to the archaeological site at Hacienda Chichen, which had a lovely pool surrounded by tropical gardens (full of birds) where we relaxed after a hot afternoon sightseeing around the terrific Maya ruins.


    Our next destination was unspoiled Isla Holbox, off the North-eastern tip of the Yucatan peninsula. Here, where the Caribbean Sea meets the Gulf of Mexico, life is simple. Fishing is the island’s mainstay, tourism is only now beginning to make its presence felt, golf carts the only vehicles on sand roads.

    Bird-life, swimming, kite-surfing and boat tours were the main activities. Thanks to new friends, Douglas and Jaime, we have some pictures of Isla Holbox.

    We stayed at two places: firstly efficient Xaloc Resort which had two pools surrounded by well-designed cool palapas, right on the beach.

    Then, next door, at stylish CasaSandra owned by Cuban poet and writer, Sandra.

    Here we had a very swish room (although quite hot) overlooking the long white sandy beach towards the setting sun, and marvellous Cuban-Mexican food, and the staff were wonderful with Esme.

    Here she and I swam in the pool, trying out her Aussie swimming costume for the first time; my personal highlight of our holiday, laughing and hugging and singing and floating in the water.

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    April Bird of the Month

    A hard choice as we saw 49 different lovely birds in Mexico – including 21 Life Birds! There was a bird of the day, culminating in bird of the holiday. In Chichen Itza we loved Turquoise-Browed Motmot, seen flying over the cenote (limestone sinkhole) where children were flung in sacrifice to the gods to bring rain. In the grounds of Hacienda Chichen the Yellow-Faced Grassquit bobbed and busied himself. We did a guided birdwatch here and also saw Squirrel Cuckoo, White-fronted Parrot, Hooded Oriole, Cinnamon Hummingbird and Clay-coloured Robin.

    On Isla Holbox we thrilled to get amazingly close to Magnificent Frigatebird, their sleek outlines normally float in the air high above, but on the aptly named Bird Island you can get within 10 metres. Stunning. The punkish Reddish Egret has an unkempt grace; the Tricolored Heron an exact stabbing motion. Here we also saw Palm Warbler, I carefully stalked the Zenaida Dove, the Black Tern has an elegant flight, and a Tropical Mockingbird sang tunefully outside our casita at Xaloc Resort.

    But the Bird of the Holiday, no contest really, was Greater Flamingo (Phoenicopterus ruber).

    They flock to Isla Holbox in their tens of thousands May-September, and we were lucky enough to see the first few arrive. Shocking pink, they contrasted with the green seas.

    Mural of the Month
    This is on the beach in Isla Holbox – snorkelling with whale sharks is their main attraction in season – sadly not in April.

    Stencil of the Month

    Bumper Sticker of the Month
    The Best Things in Life Aren’t Things

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    May Highlights


    Star Visitors of the Month – Carol and Judith

    Mum and her sister, Judith, arrived with us Sunday 27th April having driven up from LA (Getty) via Santa Barbara, Hearst Castle, Big Sur and Monterey.

    They had glorious weather reminisced about childhood days and seemed to spend a lot of time giggling uncontrollably.



    We had such a lovely time with them: trips to the ballet, the symphony, the film festival, trips round town, friends round for supper, and out to dinner – at Kristan’s and to Range – thanks Judith! And to Delfina – thanks Mum (and Armani for babysitting).

    Mum was a star, cooking for us and for Esme, shopping and doing laundry.

    Most importantly, they hung out a lot with Esme.


    And luckily, certain developmental milestones – clapping, first tooth, waving – all occurred during their time with us.


    Our first outing was to Muir Woods where we did a great 3 mile round trip through the majestic redwoods, Esme strapped to me.


    It was a lovely sunny day.

    We finished the day at Stinson Beach and swung by the Golden Gate Bridge lookout on the way.

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    Expedition of the Month
    All five of us went to Point Reyes and stayed in Manka’s very posh converted boathouse for two nights. Talk about rustic chic – super comfortable beds, ingenious bathroom configurations, a massive fireplace, huge living / dining space and a sheltered terrace overlooking Tomales Bay.

    We also had our own pier, jutting out over samphire marshes into the Bay. I got up early both mornings to experience the calm, still air and admire the Cliff and Barn Swallows fluttering all around.

    Manka’s provided a delicious dinner on the Friday night, we kicked back, drank wine, giggled.

    Saturday we went for a big 5 mile hike up to the top of the ridge in Bear Valley in cool lichen-festooned forests, and up through several different ecosystems. We checked out the San Andreas Fault exhibit – there’s a fence, which moved 17 feet during the 1906 earthquake, and a long mini-rift valley, which holds Tomales Bay at its northern end - see map below - Bear Valley is between Inverness, where we stayed, and Olema.

    Before we left we plucked samphire from the marsh for dinner with Dan and Dayna the following day. We served it with lemon juice as an accompaniment to fish – it was yummo! Excellent foraging!

    Sunday morning we ambled towards a small lake – sighting vocal Red-Winged Blackbird and Spotted Towhee.

    I was so engrossed in trying to identify the sparrows singing all around from their bushtop perches, it was Judith who spotted the White-tailed Kite plunging and soaring over the lake.

    Judith left a week before Mum – I always cry when visitors leave and this time the stiff upper lip failed dismally. Lelli took lovely pictures of Esme and Judith in the garden before she left.

    Mother’s Day DLG
    We hosted DLG for the sad and fond farewell to Abby who moved to New York at the end of April. Colman met up with her 3 weeks later and got hammered on a Tuesday night in Manhattan – way to go!

    While Mum was here, Jen and Amy hosted a special Mother’s Day DLG, which saw a full attendance and gifts of flowers to all the mothers and expectant mothers present..Mum loved meeting the full DLG and was not the first to remark how interesting, intelligent, fun and LOUD a bunch of girls we are!

    On Mother’s Day we checked out the annual Designer Showcase House where several interior designers get to re-imagine a room, or stairwell, or corridor. This year they go to do it in a sumptuous Pacific Heights property built in 1905 for a wealthy family, extended and embellished over the years (its Tiffany skylight over the grand staircase and exquisitely carved entrance ceiling were worth the $30 admission alone) before becoming a boarding house. Now glamorous again, the property boasts the ultimate in roof terraces with views across the bay and to the GG Bridge.

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    Napa


    Anniversary Surprise Weekend
    The following day Mum very kindly volunteered to look after Esme for 24 hours while we had a romantic break – just one week before our 3rd anniversary. Colman arranged a surprise weekend away, which turned out to be Napa - my first visit. We drove up through vineyards, rolling hills and golden light.

    Restaurant of the Month
    Colman’s second surprise turned out to be La Toque in Rutherford. The French-inspired prix fixe five course menu had a choice of two dishes per course, so we went for one each as well as its recommended wine pairing.

    Colman started with a delicate asparagus soup, followed by skate, then amazing seared foie gras, ravioli, then a cheese selection, finishing with a fantastic poached pear. I munched with gusto on fluke sashimi, followed by frogs legs (which made me wince thinking about my little frog back at home), duck with tarragon, grilled marinated salmon, then cheese, chocolate brownie to finish. We rolled out of there to our classic local motel – the 3rd surprise.

    Next hot sunny morning, we headed for the Hess Collection - surprise No.4. A small, purpose-built three-storey gallery built beside the eponymous winery. Donald Hess started in the 1960s and now has a Tate Modern worthy collection including Anselm Kiefer, Francis Bacon, Franz Gertsch, The Boyle Family and Andy Goldsworthy.

    Surprise No.5 turned out to be visiting Bebe and Ned in their new weekender in St Helena. We had an exquisite lunch in their newly planted and landscaped garden – it felt just like the South of France.

    Their house, a labour of love over the past year, is really terrific.

    And then frolicked in the pool all afternoon – the highlight being Ned being pulled along by the dog, torpedo style – before going on a walk through the vineyards.

    The final surprise was that we went to Napa and Colman didn’t put winery visiting on the agenda!

    Farewell to Mum
    Mum and I had another few days together – the temperature climbing all the time. Colman went to New York for work; we had quiet times in, and a splendid sunny walk at Fort Funston beside Lake Merced on the ocean side of San Francisco. The area has fragile sand dunes, which are being restored.

    We were the only family out and about; the area is clearly No.1 destination for dog walkers – the ratio of canines to humans about 5:1.

    So thanks for coming to stay and being so helpful – really lovely to see you – and yes of course the usual waterworks as we parted company!

    California Event of the Month
    The day Mum left, the California Supreme Court handed down a Ruling regarding marriage equality.

    "...retaining the designation of marriage exclusively for opposite sex couples and providing only a separate and distinct designation for same-sex couples may well have the effect of perpetuating a more general premise — now emphatically rejected by this state — that gay individuals and same-sex couples are in some respects “second-class citizens” who may, under the law, be treated differently from, and less favorably than, heterosexual individuals or opposite-sex couples. Under these circumstances, we cannot find that retention of the traditional definition of marriage constitutes a compelling state interest.
    Accordingly, we conclude that to the extent the current California statutory provisions limit marriage to opposite-sex couples, these statutes are unconstitutional."

    This was a hugely emotional day for many of our friends, including Kim, our neighbour, who created and maintains our wonderful garden. As she says, 'It is so important to be considered 1st class citizens, and today we are all equal in California.'

    That hot night, the streets were hopping, everybody on a high. Nowhere more so than in the Castro where an impromptu dance party blocked off the streets. Kim is in the bottom of the picture in the middle, wearing a green hat and black tank top, grooving with joy.

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    Camping


    Adventure of the Month
    For the Memorial Day weekend we explored the coastline further north than we had been before. Our destination: MacKerricher State Park just north of Fort Bragg in Mendocino county. Mendocino is famed for its liberal pot-smoking laws and is generally considered to be the last refuge/vanguard of the wild frontier type.

    Esme had slept beatifically in the car for most of the 5 hour journey (we’d hit heavy weekend traffic), and remarkably sat pinioned in her seat without demur, while we hoisted the new tent (the Yellow Peril) by the light of the car headlights. It started to rain shortly afterwards.

    We were camping with Rob and Jecca, Billy and Luca who had driven up from Burlingame; we all beat a hasty retreat bedwards once tent and bedding were in situ. Then we discovered we had forgotten the pillows – doh!.

    Saturday we had a hearty breakfast, all togged up as if we were about to assault the Eiger, then trudged off to the black sandy beach where the waves crashed on the shore, the wind whipped our faces and the rain spat at us.

    We all agreed it felt like an authentic British summer holiday.

    We battled the elements along the coastal boardwalk, admiring the ocean-lashed rocks, and then around the pretty lake where we stopped for lunch, the rain having eased off.

    The boys (7 & 5) doing very well with such tedious adult behaviour as going for boring walks in pointless directions.

    That evening we hung out round the campfire after a marvellous dinner thanks mostly to Rob and Jecca who had all the pre-requisite kit (umm, the precise menu details escape me now but it was jolly nice and just the ticket(!)).

    Sunday was stunning – beautiful, warm, sunny, not a cloud in the sky. We were tickled by the California Quail that came to visit; “lunch”, said Rob – if you can catch ‘em.

    The expedition of the day was to Jug Handle State Reserve for the ecological staircase walk.

    An extraordinary natural phenomenon, here the coastal erosion had created five terraces, each 100,000 years and 100ft removed from the previous, each with its own distinct geology and vegetation, crowned by a pygmy forest.

    So called because the iron bedrock prevented deep root growth resulting in stunted trees.

    We did the wonderful 5 mile self-guided nature trail through oaks, pines, redwoods, scrub, beside the stream and finishing at the beach.

    At each marker, Colman sang the nature notes to us in the manner of our choosing – we thought his early medieval plain chant the best; the reggae rendition needed a little work.

    At the beach, Rob determined that the stream had to be dammed. No buts, this was a crucial endeavour, requiring every sinew and muscle fibre. Jecca and I mused over the essential nature of man, the physical world never allowed to blithely continue its way.

    Alas for Rob, the water force proved greater than man, and merely diverted around his elaborately constructed dam.

    The boys had a great time. If you hold Luca upside down you get more sand than in a sandbag.

    The last night was much colder. We huddled round the fire, astounded anew by the wonders of the evening sky, talking nonsense.

    A fabulous weekend – thank you Rob and Jecca, Billy and Luca for arranging it.

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    May Bird of the Month
    An excellent month for birding with spring migration in full swing and hyper activity as our feathered friends got to matching and hatching. So a very hard decision to choose from all those sighted including new ones.

    We also went to bird-friendly destinations such as Point Reyes – weekend birdcount 22 including Life Bird Greater Scaup (took blooming ages to ascertain it wasn’t a Lesser Scaup – the trials we birders must endure) - and MacKerricher State Park – 28 weekend birdcount with two new Life Birds: the odd looking Pied-billed Grebe on the lake near the campsite, and the charming Song Sparrow which serenaded us at our campsite over dinner.

    In both locations we saw Osprey. In Point Reyes there were three in the distance, plunging into Tomales Bay, working with a flock of Double-crested Cormorant who were pursuing a shoal of fish. On the steeply shelving beach at MacKerricher State Park we saw a pair hunting right beside us at the water’s edge, catching fish with aplomb while the local fishermen struggled with nets to no avail. This picture was taken by Rob over the lake. And as we packed up the tent to leave we saw one high in the pine tree tearing at its prey with gusto. So for that spectacular show Osprey was Bird of the Weekend.

    However, this month’s joint winners were chosen for sheer effort and the reminder that unexpected encounters can be the ones on your doorstep. The morning after the hottest day of the year so far, Esme and I got up very early and went to Randall Museum for a guided birdwatch around Corona Heights, spotting migrants.

    It was interesting birding with experts – who casually spoke of ‘mockers’ (Northern Mockingbird) and ‘hummers’ (Anna’s Hummingbird) – and I learned much about migratory habits, rare sightings (apparently I’d missed a Golden Eagle over the city the month before) and behaviour. Esme coped amazingly well in the heat – sipping out of her water beaker, feeding from me while I wielded the camera and binoculars, and being peed at suitable intervals.

    We were thrilled to be the first in the group to see the vivid blue Lazuli Bunting (Passerina amoena) flash past – a new Life Bird for us. As was the Black-headed Grosbeak (Pheucticus melanocephalus). We also saw Hooded Oriole (first time in the US, although seen just a few weeks prior in Mexico), American Robin, House Finch, Brown-Headed Cowbird, Western Kingbird, Cedar Waxwing, Lesser Goldfinch and American Goldfinch. And finished with a total bird count of 20, not bad for a Friday morning in the city.

    Mural of the Month

    Stencil of the Month

    Bumper Sticker of the Month
    One Generation Plants the Trees, the Next Gets the Shade

    Love and hugs
    Nadine and Colman xxx

    PS Still availability in our social calendar for visitors!

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    Sunday, April 06, 2008

    MARCH MOVES

    Dearest Family and Friends

    57 Cumberland Street, San Francisco CA 94110
    Phone Number: +1 415 738 2112
    Nadine 415 595 0023
    Colman 415 871 9920
    Skype: nadinemellor


    March Highlights

  • Esme
  • Rory
  • DLG
  • Stinson
  • Dancing
  • Wilma



    Esme



    Six Months
    All the clichés apply to us, doting proud parents. She hugs, slurps, squeaks, burps, writhes, wriggles and rolls – we watch with delight at our little miracle.

    Yes, she’s crawling – faster on her back but determinedly moving frontwise too, elbows, toes and knees in action. She doesn’t stay on the baby gym for long, preferring to slide all over the floor, especially keen on tugging lamp cords and sucking the plugs. When we’re in the shower she edges in, flapping the shower curtain; when hungry she follows me around, ankle-biting.

    She responds to her name. She laughs louder, cries faster, has discovered annoying whining noises and shrieks. Everything is destined for her mouth – Vanity Fair her favourite publication to taste.

    We started with rice cereal – instantly considered a delicacy – at five and a half months, graduating on to sweet potato, apple and pear. It’s fun feeding her in her pink chair (thanks Carol-Ann). She’s now 15lb9oz, long and lean, except for those huge pink chubby cheeks.

    She’s charming, engaging, inquisitive, alert, smiling at everybody and reaching out to strangers, friends, toddlers and babies, which are objects of fascination as they, unlike adults, don’t prevent her grabbing and poking faces. I’ve dubbed her “little vampire” for latching onto my face.

    My favourite game with her is to balance her on my leg and chest, and perform acrobatic moves and yoga poses; Colman plays “Lift Off” and “Flying Baby”. She loves dancing around the apartment with us, when we sing to her, and when we lock eyes across the room and smile with pleasure at each other.

    Baby Fun
    We had a Babies Brunch here with Esme, Marcus and Ruby and their parents – where we all contributed a course each, thanks John for the YUMMO pork loin.

    The babies had a very jolly time – lining up on the sofa for the photo opportunity. Five adults hopped up and down screaming, arms waving, calling and cooing at their beloved babies for their attention. No wonder the kids look somewhat bemused.

    For the head shot, Esme couldn’t be persuaded to stop sliding backwards along the floor for any length of time, but came to a halt when scooting into the other two, just long enough for the shutter to click.

    Armani’s parents came over for afternoon tea. Esme and Marcus were entranced by Ron and Louisa’s never ending repertoire of rhymes, lullabies and songs.

    Both Colman and I are working hard, and my three day a week arrangement is going well – Lelli loves the kids and they manifestly love her; I feel lucky to have the flexibility of home working and thus spend more time with Esme. My days off are Tuesdays and Fridays, I aim for an expedition on Tuesdays and exercise on Fridays. Although our days of “Mommy and Me” yoga are numbered as she’s such a scooter and wriggler…

    One Tuesday, we went with Kristan, Soren and her mother, Karen, to the Bouquets to Art exhibition at the de Young in GG Park. This involved elaborate floral creations inspired by a particular painting or sculpture. One of those occasions which makes one feel positively youthful in comparison to the average visitor.

    Esme and I also went to MOMA to see the Lee Friedlander retrospective with Jason. Excellent pictures as demonstrated by the power of black and white. On another Tuesday we had a power stroll up to children’s Randall Museum which has a charming small menagerie of reptiles, birds and mammals, and fabulous views over the city. A good workout. Much needed as I’m rather bulgy in the middle regions still…

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    Rory and Neal


    Visitors of the Month
    We were thrilled to welcome Rory on the first weekend of March, who flew in from a business trip to LA. Luckily the sun shone for his weekend with us – glorious warm weather. On the Saturday we caught up, chewed the fat, put the world to rights, and had a good old gossip.

    That night, we had Adam, Armani, Geoff, Tom and Kim round for a very jovial and convivial dinner, which saw puns fly fast and furiously across the table. We ended with a session of poker.

    On Sunday we strolled through the Mission taking in the murals, the eclectic fashions, the tramps, the Latinos, the sunshine.

    We had lunch in a local taqueria, Esme table-top wriggling fascinated by Rory, pulling at his beard.


    We finished up in Dolores Park, thronging with the good folk of SF, sunning and playing, picnicking and dog-walking, strumming and drumming, on the first splendid weekend of the year.

    I cried as Rory left – getting sentimental in my old age. – I do, every time a visitor leaves. So wonderful that he met our darling wriggling bright-eyed Esme.

    A week later, Neal came here for 10 days for work from Chicago. We hosted dinner here with Rachel and Abby, toasting Tom’s memory; without meeting Tom in Thailand in 1988 I’d not have joined the DLG, so much to be thankful for.
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    The following weekend we took Neal to the Legion of Honor Museum in Lincoln Park on the north-west side of SF to see the Annie Liebowitz retrospective exhibition – powerful, poignant and inspirational images, both personal and professional. Another wonderful balmy spring day, afterwards we strolled along Baker Beach, keeping our eyes averted from the nudists and towards the Golden Gate Bridge and the open seas, watching the waves crash and foam onto the beach.

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    DLG Event of the Month


    Jason’s Birthday
    Jason is a very special chap. Not only a honeypie, he is also the only privileged male member of the DLG. Many would kill for his position in life! And so we wanted to show him our devotion for his birthday this year. We hosted, Jim kindly arranged a whopping Wonder Woman emblazoned cake; Jen and Laura made a truly scrumptious red velvet cake (still puzzled why its so-called when it wasn’t red nor of velvet but is cake).

    We played the Jason Wayne Wong Trivia Quiz, drank copious quantities and Jason looked very fetching in his birthday tiara. In fact worn with more aplomb than any girl there could. Hmm. The evening only marred by the sad news that Abby is to leave San Franciscan shores for New York City. Truly their gain is our loss.

    The following week Julie regaled us with terrifying stories of how she escaped with her life and nothing but a big parka as her building was ablaze, the fire out of control for several hours; very luckily, her apartment was one of the few to escape the flames.

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    Easter Weekend


    Restaurant of the Month
    We hadn’t spent enough time with Sophia and Gerardo recently and caught up over Easter Weekend. The Yanks for some reason don’t do Easter, so no days off, but we made the most of the weekend, which was graced with glorious weather – again – rather a theme here methinks…

    On the Saturday night we went out to RNM in the lower Haight, feasting on trout with lentils, corn chowder, tuna tartare, lamb ragout – classic style dishes simply and beautifully executed. I found myself rather tipsy – oh well, it had been a while…

    Adventure of the Month
    Sunday saw us drive in convoy to the Audobon Canyon Ranch, just north of Stinson beach over the GG Bridge in Marin. With great presence of mind, I suggested we feed Esme her solid food before the journey so we didn’t have to bring any with us. She lapped up two portions of sweet potato, two helpings of rice cereal and finished off with the breast.

    The road to Stinson is spectacular – snaking over the hills and following the contours down to the sea, twisting and turning. I was feeling a little green around the gills at one point but as we reached sea level at Stinson the road straightened and widened. Esme woke up. And promptly threw up her entire breakfast – a technicolour yawn! Unfazed, she blinked at me while we panicked, stopped the car, extracted the car seat (drenched), peeled off her now orange clothes and mopped up as best as we could. We had no spare clothes (doh!) apart from a cardigan; fortunately her leggings were mostly untouched, luckily the car itself was unscathed and doubly fortunate it was, (did I already mention this?) a sublimely beautiful day.

    Bird of the Month
    Audubon Canyon Ranch’s great draw is the heronry which features Great Blue Herons along with Great Egrets (Ardea alba) who return every year to nest in the tops of the tall redwood trees in a canyon overlooking Bolinas Lagoon. So Sophia, Gerardo, Ava, and we three climbed up to the lookout over the lagoon to view egrets, many ducks including teal and wigeon, waders including marbled godwits and curlew. And then climbed on through the coastal chaparral woods until we reached the balcony above the nesting egrets. Great Egrets are about a metre tall and their speciality is fabulous white plumes grown in the breeding season. It was breathtaking watching these long-necked, graceful birds alighting in the swaying tree-tops, plumage at maximum extension, displaying to their mates. All five of us (and Esme) were entranced. Egrets were hunted nearly to extinction 100 years ago; their plumes were used in millinery – and bird conservation charities sprang into existence in the US to protect the species, now well and truly back from the brink.

    Esme’s First Beach Expedition
    After a leisurely lunch in Stinson, we headed for the beach. Packed with revellers, we soaked up the rays. Esme sat on the rug, fascinated by the activity around her – particularly the dripping hunky surfer who stripped out of his wetsuit beside us (or was her mother? Ed).

    Colman and Ava went paddling in the sea before playing Frisbee with Gerardo. We marked Esme’s first proper beach outing by dipping her toes into the water - yes its official, it’s a cold current – much to her vocal displeasure. But soon cheered up, blew bubbles and played with her parrot. And on the journey home slept like, well, a baby.

    A perfect day out.

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    Dancing


    Dolores Park
    Spring in San Francisco is signalled by skimpier tops, tighter trousers, flourishing sunglasses, picnics, and that old standard, dancing in the sunshine. Those famed hippie roots are never too far buried beneath the dot com swagger. On Easter Sunday we got back from Stinson too late for the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence Easter Fair (see March entry last year) but happy remnants, including neighbour Tom, were dancing around a bicycle sound system so Esme and I joined in; she particularly enjoyed Prince’s Raspberry Beret.

    Last weekend Esme and I drove Adam and Jen over the Bridge to Novato, Marin, to the first of the season’s Sunset parties, which, as the name suggests, are afternoon parties that roll on until sunset. Every sybarite under the Bay Area sun was represented: New Romantic lacquered hair and heavy eyeliner; silver capes; face-painted children; feather headdresses; Edwardian bathing costumes; studded low-slung belts on skinny jeans; slinky Eighties T-shirts; top hats; faux leopardskin – oh wait, that was me!

    Another sunshining day, with old Skool classics, funky disco and light electronica on the decks, we had a chilled afternoon hanging with Jason, Gene, Gerardo and Ava. Esme’s First Rave!

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    Wilma


    Our dear friend, Wilma Sherliker, passed away on Thursday 20th March in Bondi, Sydney. She was surrounded by family and friends in her last days. We remember her with great affection – so generous, lively, funny, brave, forthright, jolly, hugely social. We last saw her in August when she and Howie treated us to the Beastie Boys; she sent Esme a pair of socks from New Zealand in the autumn. Thank you darling Wilma for the great gift of friendship you bestowed on us and so many.
    Our thoughts are with Howie, Tas and Dex.



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    Love and hugs
    Nadine and Colman xxx

    PS Still availability in our social calendar for visitors!

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