October 20, 2014

– Jon Oropeza

November 3, 2013

Coffee at Barista this morning. Day after the storm, mom still without power up on her island. Portland lovely with mottled skies and sun shining through stripped-out trees. “First the leaves fell, now all the connective junk is falling”. Like hair. Or skin. Just a year gone octogenarian, it’s all. Braised beef cheeks last night. […]

October 28, 2013

Stars and woodsmoke when I went out this morning to get the car. Stars and woodsmoke when I went out this evening during commercials. The stripped skeleton of the walnut tree, black against the deep indigo night. Planets and stars and shivers. – Jon Oropeza

October 25, 2013

Fall. There are no more long dawn patrol bike rides. A ride to California Ave is a journey, let alone over to University. There are mornings I sleep until 8. Make coffee: A bag of Coava from Portland, my hand crank burr grinder, a pourover. Then dive right into it. No more rambling soliloquies, no […]

October 19, 2013

October might be the month that expresses California the best. Bewildering to Midwest guests Haven’t had our first freeze yet but it’s on its way sure enough. A few trees have started losing leaves. But it’s still 80 by day in Palo Alto. A little cooler by night, into the 40s now. But still the […]

October 10, 2013

October 10. Three months after starting this adventure. We’ve laid some foundations, we’ve built a town hall, we’ve hired a round, now we’ve drawn up blueprints and we’re building all over this hill. A village is going up. Cafe Venetia. A rare morning these days, when I ride to the cafes on University. Not summer […]

September 23, 2013

Equinox yesterday. Portland. Sun is out and it’s an hour until the chicken needs to go in the oven, why not go down to that new taproom and have a cold one? We get shoes on, we step outside, and what do you know, it’s raining. Walking under the walnut tree trying not to get […]