This falls into the category of freeing up space – physically and more importantly – mentally. So I’m throwing this out to see what comes back …
I’m thinking about parting with my Ornament magazine collection – almost 20 years worth, back to 1991, about 80 or so issues. I would like for them to go to a good home rather than just plopping them down in the magazine swap at the library. When I parted with my American Craft collection a few months ago, I looked for a nice home around here – no takers. I’m thinking the same thing will apply with Ornament. If anyone’s interested in adopting them, let me know. I’ll even pay for media rate shipping.
I realized after looking back through my journal, I seem to be on a six month cycle of purging. Spring and fall are always big transition times, but this particular October is the 20th anniversary of the Loma Prieta earthquake in California. Hard not to think back on the vast changes I’ve been through since then.
But man oh man, that earthquake! I was 10 miles from the epicenter in our little truck on the way to pick up Dave after work. We were living just north of Santa Cruz in a little town called Davenport (recently in the news for wildfires). Davenport, by itself, was probably my favorite place that we’ve ever lived. Odwalla juice was just down the street (long before CocaCola bought it). The Ocean View Gas Station and Bakery had the best blueberry muffins EVER. I could sit out on the cliffs above the Pacific, drink my fresh carrot juice, munch muffins and watch the whales migrating north. We had famous neighbors like John Babcock, a legendary paper artist, potter Al Johnson of Scott Creek equipment fame and the truly legendary potter and author, Daniel Rhodes (I participated in the last wood firing at Daniel’s noborigama before he died).
Our teeny house was a remodeled chicken coop – sounds crazy, but the owner was a big time architect, so it was a really nice chicken coop. From our kitchen window I could see the Pacific and, on one occasion, even saw a whale spout. Our ‘yard’ was a sea of allyssum and nasturtiums and canna lilies and jasmine. We shared the property with the ‘big house’ and had access to the most sublime outside shower ever. OMG it was heaven! The decking was shipping palettes that had been spruced up, the ground was covered in a lush green blanket of baby’s tears, enormous nasturtiums climbed the walls winding their way through abalone shells. The only time you ever noticed the brisk and intense wind was when it stopped. The water was scalding, the heady fragrance of salt air and soap and wet earth embraced you. The walk down to the cove at the beach was about a 1/2 a mile past acres of brussels sprouts and through groves of eucalyptus trees. The icing on the cake was the quality of light – something about the low humidity? All I know is we’ve never seen sunsets like those anywhere else. So many times I’ve wondered if I could find another place just a bit like Davenport – just not in California. Too, too many people and, I gotta say, I really HATE earthquakes. I’m still looking.
After the earthquake, we waited a few months for the price of U-hauls to drop and headed back east for out first move to NC. Anniversaries are all about looking back and assessing one’s progress/life/process … well, lots of reflection. We’ve been on such a ride since then. I guess the ride continues. But I still miss Davenport.
One more bit of something – we actually found something interesting to watch on TV! Since we can’t get satellite, we’re stuck with cable and have been perusing the OnDemand stuff. Turns out there’s this great show on Sundance channel – Man Shops Globe. It’s about the guy who buys all that outrageously cool stuff for Anthropologie and follows him around on his shopping trips. We missed the first one to France – bumming heavily, but the next two were Turkey and South Africa. So, if anyone gets Sundance channel – look for it; anyone with cable – look for it OnDemand. A really great 1/2 hour of inspiration.
Okay, time for me to actually get some work done. Once again – anyone interested in giving my Ornament collection a nice new home, let me know.
so for now…..
many blessings – kvk



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20 October 2009 at 6:05 pm
nina
i’ve experienced a few outdoor showers with hot water – one in jamaica, another outside of auburn alabama, and the best? just outside of mendocino, california, in the redwood forest. a gal working in a little gift shop heard us talking about the campground being full, offered to let us camp outside her home (a former weaving studio, there in the tall, tall redwoods) and also the use of the outdoor shower. early morning mist, the scent of redwood, wooden slats under our feet – yes, heaven.
i am so very glad that you’ve settled once again back here in the western nc mountains… another form of heaven indeed. xo
21 October 2009 at 10:38 am
Kathy Van Kleeck
So many wonderful fragrances in the air in California – redwood, eucalyptus, salt, rotting brussels sprouts (the downside to living in the middle of acres and acres of farmland). Another reason to keep my farmhouse dream alive – better potential for an outside shower. Can’t see trying to do that in the middle of town – probably get arrested or fined or something!
Yes! It is a good thing to be back in these mountains. xxoo
20 October 2009 at 7:15 pm
mansuetude
gave off my American Craft just lately, and travling light… haven’t unpacked much of what is sitting in garage, asking myself, what is useful and essential.
i know you love Davenport cause your language sings; strange about how love and contentment opens up the language to its beauty, its balance.
r us sort of moving, by letting go of something too?
California sounds wonderful, i almost went to Arizona, it sang to me there.
21 October 2009 at 10:47 am
Kathy Van Kleeck
I’ve hauled my treasured magazine collection back and forth across the country several times. Very strange to be in a place to, little by little, let them go. Feeling a great need to lighten my load – in all things. Davenport was a magical place – I’m pretty sure things have changed.
we r moving 4ward – no choice but no hesitation, inexorable progression
onward…