write a letter

make a mystery

play some music

sleep in moonlight


surfing by the light of the moon...

6:45 A.M.




Workers for Freedom

Around 1986 I wandered into a shop on Lower John Street...
and for a short time, life became magic. 

Graham Fraser 
Richard Nott

Workers for Freedom 

( this little record is for Mark, across the pond )



to the last of the inimitables...

So many anecdotes...so much life.

"Debo took refuge in quaintly odd pursuits. Another sister, Jessica (“Decca”) Mitford, described her spending “silent hours in the chicken house learning to do an exact imitation of the look of pained concentration that comes over a hen’s face when it is laying an egg, and each morning she methodically checked over and listed in a notebook the stillbirths reported in the vital statistics columns of The Times”.

 Dowager Duchess of Devonshire

31 March 1920 -24 September 2014


as the sun crosses 

the celestial equator

welcome autumn.

we feel almost dizzy

with your beauty

and all your delicate 




The only time they get up easily for school
are school days that start with 

it's a film you can watch over and over

and at the end of the film
the film I call "Blue"

they come out happy

and school and all the world
are put right again...


" The Smoker  "

he's becoming my alter boy...
post surgery gifts
and thanks
to all my guardian angels for looking after me


They are punch drunk on happiness

we all are...

Earthquakes do this to you.

Make you happy to just be alive.

Pancakes were made

which they decided to eat in wetsuits

and there was a south swell 

causing big wave energy

and everyone ran down the hill 

whooping like Indians

and things felt technicolour and alive

and special 


Friday night dinner table...

One can not improve on nature

it is perfect 


(p.s. fabulous photo, courtesy of Bruce Usher )


one hero dies
but another one is discovered...

surf photography


Jay Adams

The original Z boy, 

Dogtown skater

 surfer extraordinaire ...

 who went from fame to prison and spent 24 years in turmoil and despair. 

He was more comfortable on a skateboard or a surfboard, than on foot...stylistic wonder boy, the guy who made southern California skating what it is today ...

May there be empty swimming pools  and big waves waiting for you in heaven.



a love story about summer...
I've been thinking all week about Jone, 
as we picked and cooked and labelled the jars...

She's the one who taught me what it meant to go to the mountains
in Spain
to carry a delicious picnic, and pick and laugh and end up scratched from 
brambles and vine.

Then go home dirty tired to start in the next day 
 and making a mess
 filling the house with the warm smell of jam.

Now I pick blackberries for jam,
and Tennessee can't wait to taste the first spoonful
and all of this reminds one of how life keeps  living
even though my friend
is now gone...


i see you in the clouds
or in my rearview mirror
always walking...
New York, London
 Paris, Lisbon,
those were the places 
we came to know each other.

Walter Earl Cotton

reader of books and lover of wide open spaces
a man who liked your lipstick and remembered your dress size
letter writer
adventurer, risk taker.

He lived life on his own terms.

Dear Walt, 

I still miss you...

2 August 1946 - 12 February 2008


5 o'clock siren
stinson beach
high summer


High summer bounty
Gospel Flat Farms this evening...
as if one didn't feel lucky enough
with the honor system
and the squash blossom in their little jars of water
and the beautiful local flowers
but best of all
there is an art gallery!
our local,
Gospel Flat Farms
Bolinas, California