Saturday, September 10, 2016

Thea Foss



I used to watch the black and white TV series Tugboat Annie back in the 50's as a lad in North Hollywood.  It was about the adventures of a gritty woman tugboat operator.















There was a movie in the 1930's of the same name.  I saw it for the first time just a few years ago. 











 Hollywood discovered a compelling story.


Thea Foss - 1989
Thea Christiansen came to the United States from Eidsberg, Ostfold, Norway and married Norwegian immigrant Andrew Foss in Minneapolis, Minnesota in 1881. Thea Foss launched the future tugboat firm on the Tacoma waterfront in the summer of 1889. She started the Foss Launch Company, which eventually became the Seattle-based Foss Maritime Company. Thea Foss had 9 children Mary, Katie, Issabell, lauren, Alexander, Tawann, Zach, Hanna, Chealsea. Thea Foss had 3 husbands 2 of them deserted her. Thea Foss died in Tacoma on the day before her 70th birthday.  Wiki
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In the summer of 1889, Thea Foss (1857-1927), a recent immigrant and new bride from Norway, buys the rowboat that launches the Foss Launch Company. Sitting on the porch of her houseboat on the Tacoma waterfront, she purchases the boat for five dollars from a fuming, disgruntled, failed fisherman. Thea's husband Andrew Foss, a carpenter, is up in the valley building a shed at the time. Before long, Thea sells this rowboat for $15 and buys two more boats from two more discouraged fishermen. Thea begins renting the boats for 50 cents a day. By the time Andrew returns from his shed-building job with $32, Thea has amassed $41. Thus begins what will grow to become the Foss Launch and Tug Company and then Foss Maritime, one of the largest tugboat and marine services firms on the West Coast. LINK



Foss Maritime today

















Images of the Thea Foss Waterway, named after our local heroine. 









Looking South.



The waterway was reclaimed from years of commercial exploitation.



















Monday, September 5, 2016

Art of Corrine Randall







Under the Canopy






For Everything there is a Sign





Sanctified Wealth





Reciprocal Love





Renounciation





Revealed Beauty




Sunday, August 28, 2016

First Baha'i Temple










O HEEDLESS ONES! Think not the secrets of hearts are hidden, nay, know ye of a certainty that in clear characters they are engraved and are openly manifest in the holy Presence. --Baha'u'llah




Sketched from a photograph on the wall of the Pilgrim House on Mt. Carmel in 1990.




Saturday, August 27, 2016

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Mercedes 6 Concept




The "6" stands for meters--it's almost 20 feet long.




















Friday, August 19, 2016

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Roddy McDowall



One of my favorite actors. He was convincing in every role. Two of my favorites:


As Huw in 'How Green was my Valley".








As Sam Conrad in the Twilight Zone episode "People are alike all over".










Thursday, August 11, 2016

Squirrel Steals Airplane



This is the way I'd expect a squirrel to fly.









Monday, August 8, 2016

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Mourning Doves



I've seen a few Mourning Doves in the backyard this week.  Perhaps they're the positive effect of the sparrows.  I need to take the good with the bad.

I'm with Colleen, though:  Their coo is haunting.







Friday, August 5, 2016

Sparrows




The messy gang of sparrows has returned, and they brought with them the dreaded pigeons.






Tuesday, August 2, 2016

House Finch



House Finches have been visiting me lately.  They have a very loud song for such a small bird, and they're relatively friendly.





Monday, August 1, 2016

Satelite Image of Soberanes Fire



This satellite image clearly shows the smoke plume from the Soberanes fire north of Big Sur, California at about 10 o'clock.  




 I would estimate the plume's length to be about eighty miles, almost reaching the warm Central Valley. Fog hugs the coast from the Golden Gate at the northern tip of the San Francisco Peninsula in the upper left corner to Point Conception in the south.






Sunday, July 31, 2016

Edge of August






Edge of August --Mark Tobey



Should the lamp of religion be obscured, chaos and confusion will ensue, and the lights of fairness and justice, of tranquillity and peace cease to shine. Unto this will bear witness every man of true understanding.   --Baha'u'llah  





Friday, July 29, 2016

Soberanes Fire



A fellow Carmel High School alumnus sent me these pictures of the Soberanes fire south of Carmel.  I know the area well.














Thursday, July 28, 2016

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Hummingbirds



I should be so lucky..



Saturday, July 23, 2016

Friday, July 22, 2016

Wild Roses Detail




Detail of Vincent Van Gogh's 'Wild Roses' (1890)






Thursday, July 21, 2016

The Power of the Divine Spirit




Abdu'l-Baha in Paris, 1911

Patriotic love is finite; the love of one’s country causing hatred of all others, is not perfect love! Compatriots also are not free from quarrels amongst themselves.

The love of race is limited; there is some union here, but that is insufficient. Love must be free from boundaries! To love our own race may mean hatred of all others, and even people of the same race often dislike each other.

Political love also is much bound up with hatred of one party for another; this love is very limited and uncertain.

The love of community of interest in service is likewise fluctuating; frequently competitions arise, which lead to jealousy, and at length hatred replaces love. A few years ago, Turkey and Italy had a friendly political understanding; now they are at war!

All these ties of love are imperfect. It is clear that limited material ties are insufficient to adequately express the universal love. The great unselfish love for humanity is bounded by none of these imperfect, semi-selfish bonds; this is the one perfect love, possible to all mankind, and can only be achieved by the power of the Divine Spirit. No worldly power can accomplish the universal love.
   
  – Abdu’l-Baha, Paris Talks





Sunday, July 17, 2016

Clover


CLOVER

I've been stung by bees twice on the bottom of my foot this past week:  Same foot, an inch apart. Walking barefoot in the backyard with all the clover this year is foolhardy.






Bees may not be all that busy.  They may just not know how to buzz any slower.      --Sam Ewing




Thursday, July 14, 2016

Tug



Tug wants to play..