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Sunday, November 10, 2013

I'll be perusing unique antiques at Goat Hill Fair this Saturday


Guess where I'll be perusing my favorite kind of wares in just 7 days? At Goat Hill Fair a juried, vintage, antique, and artisan fair being held at the Santa Cruz County Fairgrounds in Watsonville, CA. It features not just local vendors but vendors from all along the west coast.

I love vintage, antique, and second hand goods. It's like you're giving them a second chance at life when you find a treasure, take it home, and put it to good use.


While I don't usually pre-promote events, opting instead to share a from-my-point-of-view recap after attending, I'm making an exception this time because I have a feeling some of my readers will want to attend as well. The creator of this showcase is Cyndi Garafolo, a merchant I used to know from her shop "Garafolo's Interiors" formerly located in Downtown Campbell, CA. When she closed her retail storefront I was told they would be reinventing themselves. I had no idea it would be in such a fun and unique way.

Sadly, I've missed out on previous Goat Hill Fair events. Not this time! With advance warning and an invitation to attend as media I'll be there with bells on. Or a bell. A goat bell. You know, the kind on a leather collar that looks like a miniature cow bell. LOL


ETA a correction was made to the following presentation information:

Blogger and crafter extraordinaire Cathe Holden, contributor to Country Living Magazine, will be there Saturday at 11:00 AM. Her demo will be: DIY Vintage-Style Bottle Brush Christmas Trees"

And on Saturday at 1:00 PM Vicki Petulla of The Creeping Fig will give a demo featuring Succulent Centerpieces.

Saturday Shoppers: Save your wristband and you can return on Sunday at no charge. (You must have your wristband for re-entry).



Here's all you need to know:

Goat Hill Fair - Website
Santa Cruz County Fairgrounds
2601 E. Lake Ave
Watsonville, CA 95076

Saturday Nov. 16th from 10:00 AM to 4:00 PM
Sunday Nov. 17th from 10:00 AM to 3:00 PM

• Online ticket sales have closed but you can purchase tickets at the gate.

• Most vendors take credit cards, all take cash and checks. There will be ATMs on site in case you

• Join their newsletter (located on every page of their website) to learn about upcoming events or join the Goat Hill Fair Facebook page to stay in touch.

Monday, May 13, 2013

CA hiking: The thrill of victory and agony of defeat

Last week I visited one of my most favorite places in Northern California, Villa Montalvo at the Montalvo Arts Center.


My nephew Josh was visiting from out of town so I wanted to find fun things for us to do. I thought taking the public hiking trail behind The Villa to grab a view of Silicon Valley would be a great morning challenge. I tried to make this hike a year ago but failed.

The Poet's Walk is steeper than this looks.

We began at the Poet's Walk. Honestly? Just walking up the stone staircase to get to the trail was enough to leave me slightly winded. I really need to get out more often.

The Redwood Trail

This is the trail, a dirt foot path. Just over a year ago in March 2012 I tried to climb this trail with my friend Carl and his daughter on our Saratoga photo adventure for our blogs. I couldn't even make it to the Lookout Trail let alone the Lookout Point. Before long I was weak, sweating profusely, and so dizzy I had to sit down on the trail or I think I would have passed out. Carl seemed completely flabbergasted. He had no idea my health had become so compromised because I'd hidden it from everyone but hubby at that point in time.


It was a wake up call to me because I'd been dealing with my ever worsening dizziness, exhaustion, and fatigue for about eight months by then. To that point I had unsuccessfully worked with my doctor who took blood tests and kept saying I was fine, even when my blood pressure was at 79/59 and I said I was too tired to sit up or get off the couch four days each week.

In desperation I went to a naturopath in May 2012 for a second opinion. Her more extensive blood tests revealed that my vegetarian diet was causing me to have severe malnourishment issues. Among them she found an odd iron deficiency problem that was causing me to become anemic. As I'd suspected for some time, my body was extremely oxygen deficient which explained my inability to make the climb that day.

The thrill of victory: Lookout Point

So last May 2012 I began taking fish oil supplements for two months. In June I transitioned to eating fish twice a week (preferably wild, line-caught, Alaskan Salmon) to increase my intake of omega fatty acids.

I tried increasing my intake of plant based iron rich foods but my body seemed to be unable to fully absorb and metabolize nonheme iron. After almost a year with only moderate improvement I began eating 8 ounces of Prather Ranch beef each week just two months ago. As much as I didn't want to eat meat again I have to admit within days I felt so much better. The exhaustion I'd been suffering from for almost two years had finally lifted.

Hiking to the end of the trail to the lookout was a major accomplishment. It's by no means a long or arduous trail but considering where I was just a year ago I was thrilled to make it to the top.


Once there we hung out a bit enjoying the view, taking photos, and goofing around. Josh took that last picture before we headed back to the car.

Descending the Lookout Trail

Josh took the next picture of his uncle and I. It offers two clues as to why what happened next may have happened. Note the improper hiking attire I was wearing and how inward my foot points.

I was so high on life that I'd made it to the top I may have become a bit distracted and/or my clumsy pigeon toed feet betrayed me. I was walking along the path with my camera in my left hand when suddenly I felt my right ankle twist and give out beneath me. As I pitched forward two thoughts crossed my mind:

1. Fall straight forward without twisting my ankle or body.
2. Protect the camera!

I didn't trip on the dress hemline but it may have made it harder for me to see where I was stepping, not that I was necessarily looking down at that moment. Honestly the whole thing is kind of a blur. I just remember walking, then falling.

The agony of defeat.

"That's going to leave a mark" was the first thing I thought after making solid contact with mother earth. Despite my epidermal injuries scrapes and large contusion bruise just below my left knee, I'm happy to report I successfully landed without spraining my ankle or breaking my camera. I just let my body take the fall. *Thud.*

As you may recall, I've had more than my share of falls over the years. There was that squirrel hole at the Baylands, and good old Frankenfoot a few years back when I twisted my ankle.


Along the way we saw quite a few different types of wildflowers including a single Crimson Columbine plant Josh spotted on our way up the trail.


There are lots of ferns. This one I especially liked because of its vibrant green color and the dainty spider walking along its lower right side.


Josh spotted this well camouflaged lizard.


And I spotted the first of around a dozen Yellow Spotted Millipedes. I'd implore you if you go hiking in redwood forests to look down as you walk along the path lest you step on and squish these gentle creatures. We saw several flattened and dead that looked as if they'd been trod upon.


They don't bite and if you stop and watch them their little legs are quite mesmerizing.


This purple, six petaled wildflower with blue stamens is Ithuriel's Spear.


And this is a Globe Lily.


It's also known as a Fairy Lantern.


We saw several flowers in pink including thistle in the upper left, Starflower in the lower left, and Hedge Nettle in the lower right.


There were only two areas with Oragne Bush Monkey in bloom. All in all I have to say I was surprised to see so many different types of flowers in such a small area.


If you want to find a space of peace and serenity the trail is a gorgeous respite from the hustle and bustle of Silicon Valley. It's a hidden gem tucked away in our own backyard.


This is the route we took that day beginning at the Poet's Walk on the right and exiting in the south end of the parking lot. CLICK HERE To view the full map on the Montalvo Arts website.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

And that's why they call them turtlenecks


In all the years I've visited the Hakone Japanese Garden in Saratoga, CA this is how I've always seen the red eared slider turtles, either sunning themselves on rocks. . .


Or swimming in the koi pond.


Yesterday was different. Instead of going in the morning hubby, my nephew Josh, and I went in the late afternoon. The turtles were pulling themselves out of the pond along the shoreline and didn't run away when people would walk along the path. Not even when we stopped in close proximity to take pictures.


It looks like it's laughing but this turtle was yawning, with its eyes closed.


They were all "Oh, hello."


Some would draw their front feet and legs into their shells but most didn't.


When I got close enough to take these pictures I realized this must be why. . .


We call them "turtleneck" sweaters! Look at that! Who knew? Not me.


Because I could I took a few more turtle bit close ups for you.


Then I saw a wild bunny. I'm assuming it's a cotton tail rabbit because it's not large enough to be a jack rabbit. We could only get so close before he hippity hopped beneath some bushes.


Another surprise like the turtles was this damselfly that wouldn't fly away no matter how close I got to it with my macro lens. Look! Teeth! LOL


Normally I can't get within 4' of a damselfly before it takes off. This one was so cooperative. The only thing that made him move was when an ant would bump into him. Then it would lift off and land again in almost the same spot.


They're so delicate and gorgeous with their vivid turquoise bodies.


The waterlilies were also in bloom. This is the easy shot that most people would probably take. It's pretty and all. . .


But I love this backlit shot even more. So peaceful and serene. I think it's my favorite image from this series. It's a close tie with the damselfly close up. I love them both for different reasons.


The very last wisteria blossoms were on their way out. Maybe next year I'll visit in April when I can see them in full bloom.


And one last bit of news. There's now a new traffic light system on midway at the upper end of the driveway and at the entrance to the parking lot. Because part of the exit loop roadway was damaged cars now need to share the upper single lane. Because we were there on a weekday there wasn't a lot of traffic so using it was uneventful.

If you've never been I always highly recommend a visit to the Hakone Estate and Gardens. It's a lovely place and the oldest Japanese Garden in the United States.

Monday, December 31, 2012

We found Davenport's hidden Glass Beach


When my friend Mike posted a photo on Facebook of piles of seafoam at a beach I was intrigued. "Are you in Santa Cruz?" I asked on Facebook. "Glass Beach in Davenport," he replied. I found references to Glass Beach on Google but no actual directions to where it is located or how to get there.


I showed Michael's picture to Hubby and he said "Let's go now!" So we hopped into the car and headed "over the hill" towards Davenport on Highway 1 just nine miles past Santa Cruz. We figured we'd stop at the Davenport Roadhouse for Hubby's 3:00 mocha break and ask at the restaurant if they could tell us where Glass Beach was.


While hubby had his mocha, I ordered this Caramel, Walnut Brownie.


It was the best brownie ever. And I reaaaaaally mean it. What made it the best?


The ooey gooey caramel in every bite. The cake was rich, moist, and chocolatey and the caramel was luxuriously decadent! We hadn't even found the beach yet and I was done. LOL. This brownie was the highpoint of my day. My only regret was not getting a second one to bring home for later. Ah, well, it gives me a good reason to return to Davenport in the future.

As we placed our order at the coffee bar we asked, and were told, how to get to the beach. I could tell you but I really think finding it is part of the adventure. I'd suggest if you ever want to visit Glass Beach just stop in at the Roadhouse for a bite or a drink (they have a restaurant, coffee shop, bar, and wine tastings so there's bound to be something you'd enjoy) then ask about the beach's location.


I will show you that the way there is neither close or easy. You don't just pull into a parking lot along the beach. First you walk down an uneven trail for a short distance. Then you cross some railroad tracks. That's the easy part. Next you have to hike down a very steep and rocky path to the beach below. When you get almost to the bottom the path becomes uneven, large rocks that are quite slippery when wet or muddy. Some were both as we've had recent rains. Suffice to say you'll want to wear hiking shoes or boots of some type as opposed to any kind of flip flop or dress shoes with slick soles or high heels.


And then we saw what we came to see. Sea foam!


Each time the waves came into the shore a new batch of foam washed up onto the sand. It was pretty windy so a lot of the foam then went air born like fluffy white tumbleweeds rolling down the beach. It was really cool!

The foam was hard to photograph though. Between the wind moving and blowing the piles around and the waves rushing up onto the beach I gave up after I got a few shots and my foot got soaked and my tripod bag was washed over by a wave I didn't see coming. Thankfully I had time to grab one bag. Of course I lifted my camera bag up just seconds before the wave hit. After that I kept both bags on my shoulder the rest of the time. It was cumbersome but definitely the smart thing to do.


The beach is also dog friendly. We saw a few dogs which of course meant paw prints in the sand.


A man I chatted with told me it's called Glass Beach because there used to be a glass factory nearby that would discard pieces of colorful glass in a nearby creek allowing them to wash down to the ocean where the sand and surf would smooth and polish them over time.

But just like getting to the beach, finding glass is no easy feat. You literally have to dig in the sand (between the waves rushing in) to find some. It definitely takes some effort and a small shovel if you decide you want to try to find a piece.


We waited a bit for the sun to set. It was gorgeous. I don't think I'll ever get tired of photographing sunsets.


As the sun went down I finally saw some birds overhead. This image captured some soft lens flare. I hope someday you can go there. The air is so fresh, it's peaceful, and beautiful, and timeless.


I've always known I'm not the kind of person who likes to tan on a beach. But this year I discovered I really like being there at sunrise or sunset and not so much in between.


As the light ebbed away it began to get cold. But hubby wanted to take some long exposure shots so we broke out our tripods and hung around past dark.


It was much darker than this but because I left the shutter open for so long it appears lighter out than it really was. This is the beach on the other side of the bluff that runs along Glass Beach. The long exposure gave the water a soft and misty appearance smoothing together the motion of the waves.


On our way back to our car we passed the Roadhouse Restaurant and Inn again. But now it was dark. Wanting to practice just a bit more long exposure photography I took a few 20 second shots of the restaurant and inn with different aperture settings. The light trails from the cars driving along the highway added some drama.

By then I was chilled to the bone. We left Davenport around 6:00 PM and no kidding, I was cold until 10:30 PM even with the heater on in the car and even after piling two blankets on top of me once we got home. It took turning up the furnace and having a big bowl of hot soup to thaw me out. But it was worth it. I'm usually not so spontaneous so this was a whole new kind of adventure. Perhaps 2013 will bring more of them :)



Davenport Roadhouse Restaurant and Inn - Website
1 Davenport Avenue
Davenport, CA 95017 - Map
Tel: 831-426-8801