Church Street is one of my favorites in the city. It is in Noe Valley and is a street
of residences and nice little restaurants and that area is one of the sunniest and
least foggy in San Francisco. For that reason, property values are hgher. I always
have my camera with me there but it isn't a divided street and there is seldom
anywhere to park to take pictures. Sometimes, if traffic is light, I just put on my
hazard lights, roll down the windows and grab a few shots!
I put this picture in my most recent blog but I have a few more from that day I
wanted to post as well. He/she was having a lovely time, with no other competition
but a few bumble bees. Perhaps it is a little early yet for the butterflies, moths, bees
to come out in droves. While it was a nice sunny days, it was quite breezy with
I've been doing so much thinking in the last few weeks. Since my "official"
termination of employment with the city and county of San Francisco as of
April 2009, I've been quite depressed. The massive budget cuts to the
Department of Public Health continue and it seems that worldwide, so many
people are having to make major adjustments to calamities and changes in their
lifestyles. I look at the horrible tornadoes in Alabama and Missouri where, in
the blink of an eye, entire neighborhoods have been completely obliterated.
Japan is slowly beginning to clean up and to start the long road to recovery from
their horrible earthquake and tsunami.
When one is faced with this sort of thing, disaster, loss of income, aging, and
other myriad challenges in life, I've found that what truly matters is the vast
wealth we have that isn't deposited in a bank vault. It is the love and support
we get from friends. I've been reminded of that in two short but, very precious,
visits with dear nursing colleagues in less than one week's time. Both were
such special times for me and lifted my spirits immeasurably.
Last week, my friend and forensic mentor, was visiting in Santa Cruz and I went
down for the day. Sherry Arndt and Sandra Goldstein, at the time I first knew
them, were the educators of most of the sexual assault nurse examiners in the
state of California. My group from the San Francisco Rape Treatment Center
called them the "SANE mothers". Occasionally, we referred to them as the
I was very sad when Sherry moved back to Minnesota, fearing we would never
see each other again. Well, we saw each other often, traveling about the world
together and meeting often at conferences
Our Santa Cruz visit last week revolved around a good bit of eating and drinking
nice wine ( what's new? ). We headed out for lunch at a nice Mexican spot, Palapa.
It was a lovely day, a little cool but nice and sunny.
This was the view from the window beside our table. What a lovely Bird of
We all ordered a margarita, then came a variety of meal orders. I opted for a spicy
soup and a ceviche. Robert and Carolyn had a chili relleno platter and Sherry had
a beautiful seafood salad.
Chili relleno platter
Carolyn and Sherry
Robert and me
We left Palapa, moaning about being so full, we'd never be able to eat again. Of
course, at 6PM, we were off to meet our other friend and colleague, Sandra Goldstein,
at the Crow's Nest for another hearty meal and to see the weekly sailboat races.
What a pretty restaurant that was, with its nautical decor,situated right on the water,
by the lighthouse!
We had a window table, perfectly situated so we could see the sailboats as they set
out for the races, though once they rounded the bend, they were no long visible to us.
It was a beautiful sight, though, watching them depart and seeing them head back in
as the sun was beginning to set!
Of course, while all that was going on, we found that we actually were hungry again
and we devoured our meals, caught up on all the goings on, and drank wonderful
Yummy coastal artichoke with shrimp!
I think this fish was petrale sole and it was fabulous.
My prime rib, very rare, just the way I like it!
On Tuesday of this week, I had a wonderful treat in the form of a visit from
Merle Endo, another friend and forensic nurse colleague, now retired, from Hilo,
Hawaii. I hadn't seen her in several years since Sherry and I did a cruise from
Ensenada, Mexico to Hawaii. We were docked for a day in Hilo and Merle
picked us up at the port and took us all over her part of the island. She is the
epitome of the "aloha spirit". I was so thrilled to be able to spend the day here with
her in San Francisco, in the midst of her visit with relatives in the San Jose area.
I picked Merle up at the Millbrae train station at 7:30AM and our day started with breakfast in San Francisco where we had huevos rancheros. We then did a bit of sightseeing and stopped here and there to indulge our mutual love of photography.
Of course, no visit to San Francisco would be complete without a drive down
Lombard Street's winding curves. This little section, know as "the crookedest
street in the world" is always filled with tourists, driving down or walking the
It is always so difficult to park in San Francisco. We were so lucky to find spots,
thanks to my handicapped placard. I didn't have to use my walker very much
since we usually were very close to the spots we wanted to see.
I took Merle to this beautiful residence ( more like a mansion ) on Jackson Street. I
discovered it several weeks ago, with a huge mass of roses and flowers in bloom. It
was still lovely when we were there and we took dozens of pictures. It looked like
an impressionist painting!
When we finally had enough of photographing flowers, we visited the Palace of Fine
Arts and stopped at the Presidio Lookout. We ended our day with a brief visit at the
cable car turnaround, then headed to Pacific for a late lunch at Nick's ( I wanted
Merle to have their wonderful Dungeness crab sandwich on sourdough bread with
tomato and avocado ) with eggplant fries. Yummy!
I am still in a glow, from the visits with such good friends this past couple of weeks.
I need a bit of reminding about how rich I really am, in the things that really matter.
I've been trying for the past 24 hours to post the "f" Alphabe but blogger hasn't been
cooperating at all...but better late than never.
Also, I thought I would add a poem I wrote some time ago which is included in
my poetry book, "Life's Journey" - available on Amazon.com.
It is called, "Forever Friends" and, of course, my beloved friends were the inspiration.
In the course of every lifetime,
There are some who come to be,
The special kind of forever friends,
Who endure for eternity.
They may come along at any time
In our youth or in later years,
Once there, they remain beside us,
Through the laughter and the tears.
They may live around the corner
Or ten thousand miles away,
But distance makes no difference,
These are friends who are here to stay.
We might see them every single day,
Or spend years too far apart,
Either way, they're always with us
For they are held within our heart.
You're cherished as a "forever friend",
And you know you'll always be,
You've helped enrich my life so much,
And you mean the world to me.
Copyright (c) 2000 by Carmen Henesy
All rights reserved.
A dear retired forensic nurse friend from Hilo, Hawaii spent the day with me
today. Merle Endo and I got an early start at 7:30AM, had breakfast in San
Francisco and did some sightseeing, lots of photographs and ended up with a
late lunch ( a delicious Dungeness crab sandwich at Nick's in Pacifica, CA ).
I got photos for lots of the memes in which I participate which is nice.
Many of you may have seen past photographs I have posted that were taken by
my dear Indian friend, Rohan Saraf, who is a senior beverage manager at Royal
Caribbean International. He is part of my crew "family." I haven't been able to
cruise in quite some time and it has been even longer since I've seen Rohan but,
he is one of those friends who remain dear to your heart, regardless of the time or
distance that lapse between visits.
Besides being an excellent beverage manager, Rohan is an incredible
photographer. Some of his efforts are of award winning quality. I've asked his
permission to use some of his shots in my blog and he has been kind
enough to allow me to share his pictures with you from time to time. If he ever
decides to retire from Royal Caribbean, he could add to his income as a photographer.
I want to thank Rohan for allowing me to use this lovely flower as my Mellow
Yellow post for this week. Of course, his photo is copyrighted and is the
property of the photographer, Rohan Saraf. It may not be used in any way without