Fue por ti?

Estaba temblando, te lo digo en serio, temblando
mi anatomía zumbaba gracias a la cafeína
ó fue por el impacto de tu voz?
ó por la fuerza de tus palabras?
ó por la entrega de tus melodías?
ó por la violencia de tu guitarra?
ó por las lágrimas en mis ojos?
ó por tu sabor en mi boca?

Road trippin'

Driving south and subsequently, days later, north on interstate 5 was surprisingly a joy what with the lush green hills in the distance and the newly created marsh land hugging the tarmac. It was bordering on magnificence watching snow white egrets, great blue herons, brown pelicans and ducks of all colors splash in the ponds shaped by the rains that were so destructive to some and yet so fiercely in their creation of something so beautiful. The Tejon Pass, usually a source of “chains required” stress in the winter smiled down on us with a temperate sprinkling of rain while at it’s summit powdered snow gently hugged the curves of the mountain. The sun fought to gain control over the dominating gray clouds but was only successful once the geographical jurisdiction was relinquished by the hold of the mountain. Upon our descent into the San Joaquin Valley I could see multi-colored parcels of land being kissed by happy sunbeams, which streamed through pure white clouds suspended in a sky of blinding blue. Driving through central California on interstate 5 is an experience reserved for January, after the rains and in between snowstorms, we calculated the window just right and me without my crystal ball.

Kayak, anyone?

So our Napa neighbors, our Guerneville brothers and sisters are dealing with the flooded waters caused by 3 to 4 indiscriminate rain storms that have slammed into our geographical neck of the woods. There are ceiling tiles on the floor right outside the door, doesn’t anyone do “floor checks” anymore? I suspect no one was around because of the holidays, yet this is a 24-7 security building, maybe just the ghosts take notice of what’s not working or of what seems odd and out of place. No one is here except for me, I had to check the calendar twice to make sure today was the right day to come back, and it is. The rain never left so I’m in good company. Filmed the waves on NY’s Eve, I thought their punch would be more powerful, but the tide was out. To compensate I did capture an airborne battle between two ravens and an osprey. Did you know that ospreys are capable of very impressive barrel rolls? The sun was shining, the waves sang in a low rumble and the birds fought with graceful acrobatics. Nice way to end 2005.