I remember those dog-days of my childhood summers back east, when we languished in front of the TV all day long, trying to escape the heat and the humidity. A spark of energy would finally ignite when the sun sank low and the neighborhood kids and I would crash out onto the street, eager to…
Category: Summer
When the County Fair Surprises You (Write Every Day, 20)
Temps have been hitting well over 100 degrees around here lately, so when they dipped down to the 80’s late yesterday afternoon, my husband and I decided it was time to head to the fair. It would just be the two of us this time, though. Our girls have grown into busy, independent teens. The…
The Palace of the Legion of Honor: A Welcome Escape (Write Every Day, 15)
Temps around here climbed over 100 degrees yesterday, so what was a family to do? We escaped to San Francisco, where it’s always cooler in the summertime. In fact, it was SF Perfect. We made our way over to the Palace of the Legion of Honor. I’ve lived in the Bay Area for 30 years,…
When you live in an old cow town, they run the cattle down Main Street to open the County Fair! (Write Every Day #12)
We are a suburb of SF, but we are an old cow town. Today, all of Pleasanton lined Main Street, waiting for the cows to come home. There I am, one among hundreds. Maybe thousands. They rarely close Main Street, except for our monthly street fair through the summer, but our town is known for…
When Dad Built Us Forts (or holes in the sand, with benches to sit on): Write Every Day #3
That’s my sister’s foot on the far right side of the picture. I think I may have cropped her out when I saved the shot, although you shouldn’t read too much into that. I think I just wanted a picture of just Dad and me, playing in the sand. I may be four years old…
My Summer Promise: Write. Every. Day.
When I first started this little blog, my attempt was to write every day, my seat in a seat. That didn’t quite pan out as I had planned, although I did manage to put out a few pieces here and there. Truth is, teaching middle school kids and parenting teenagers uses up all my creative…
Where there’s a will . . .
I was so excited when I got tickets to BEAUTIFUL in SF. And then this happened: 6:45 PM Friday night — My daughter and I were just about to watch a movie after eating take-out. It was a long week getting my classroom ready so I was looking forward to time with my rising college…
The Summer of ’16 is Sailing By
The other day, on a day trip to lovely Capitola, we watched a little electric boat being sailed by a quiet boy who stood at the water’s edge. We watched as he motored around, every now and then his boat catching a gentle breeze which took it in a different direction, one not of his…
Barbara Ganias Comstock 