Termites and earthquakes...our Halloween trick-r-treat.

 

First I saw a few termite pellets, pulled a shingle away from the moist warm area around the dryer vent, and then a cascade of pellets, like I'd hit the jackpot on a Vegas slot machine. Scary Halloween project.
On another note, we covered what would've been a muddy path with what was a cypress tree growing in what would've been an inappropriate place.
After nightfall, and we'd done our trick-or-treating but before we'd settled in...a huge KaBOOM! I ran outside to see where the explosion was while J checked the internet earthquake page. She reported that we'd experienced a 3.2 magnitude quake centered 1 mile away and 6 miles down. The neighbor said she thought an airplane had crashed out front. A quick survey of the premises by flashlight in the dark revealed no damage. We'll see if that holds true in the light of day.

To reveal what's there.

Embarking on a mini-campaign to unfetter the eye of the beholder by trimming overgrowth, to reveal views that have gone dormant.  I neglected to take some "before" pictures, so you'll have to fetter your mind's eye to imagine it. Here we are looking northwest from the courtyard, then swivel 180 degrees, then from beyond the arch in #2 looking back northwest again. 

Birdbaths & boatbaths

I had seven of these feathered fellows at once in my birdbath and they wouldn't do an encore.  In the meantime the water was Still in the cove between us and Point Lobos.  Then I documented the passage of this trawler past the setting sun.  Wonder who was on board and if they were as in awe as was I.

(click for closeups)

A place to be...

 

...seated. A new bench from vintage timber.

Michael plays Searock

An improvised offering of mutual thanks. My first video posting here, turn on your speakers and click the play button.

The eyes of the LORD...

...are in every place...

...keep watch...

...run to and fro...

...are on...!

 

Someone else's eyes were also on me, one who does a lot of running to and fro, one whose heart is loyal...so he's my witness.

Views from Searock

The sun was sinking in the west.  Suddenly, it cast a sidelong glow on the land in a gesture of farewell.  The path meandered away paying Helios no mind.  From Searock terrace, Birdrock could be espied in the fading light through the arms of a noble cypress waving goodnight to the chariot of fire.

Reminders

Welcome to new visitors and old friends. Just two reminders: 1)that at this blog time is the reverse, in a sense, of chronos. The newest posts are encountered first, and as you delve down you travel back in "time". Past is not prologue here, but the "present" is prologue to the past...unless you first click on the archives and scroll to the bottom, and then roll up through "the ages". I find I have to do that occasionally to read some blogs' comments in order to read them in correct time sequence. What a terrific talk I heard the other night re: time and our surviving it, or our attempts to "manage" it. I almost went away filled but unsatisfied, until the gifted speaker spoke of the tension (like on a trampoline) giving us the bounce we need to abide the dynamos of living in space and time as finite creatures who intersect with the infinite Creator. Because like fish in water, we are trapped in time and in the vain human attempt to control it. The best we can do, as we heard, was to "number our days", which effort itself betrays our clock impulse. Oh, yeah, the second reminder...as you time travel here, if you click your "mouse" on a photo you'll find an enlarged version that "less inadequately" conveys the inspiration that called me to snap the picture in the first place.

truth, beauty, goodness

 

Taking Time Out

 

I was privileged to participate in an area conference the subject of which was on taking time out of our ridiculously over-scheduled self-involvement to focus on building relationships with one another based on truth, beauty & goodness, and being followers of and travelers on the Way, the Truth and the Life.  After sitting in a windowless conference room, a few of us came out here and put some of our talk into action, briefly.  What we saw, heard and experienced spoke more eloquently than what we had talked about, despite some very eloquent speakers, and gave tremendous affirmation and tailwind to our time together. 

The full moon

It's not just where you stand, but the view and the kairos from where you stand.

relocated fan palm

We swapped two palms around into rooms more commensurate with their size and growth spurts.  This one was crowding the ceiling where it was.  Now we can let it triple in size!