Towse: views from the hill

November 24, 2007

Full moon tomorrow

Filed under: photographs,San Francisco — Towse @ 1:12 am

 

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The not-quite-full moon rising over Berkeley. The setting sun reflecting on the windows in the East Bay. The Admin building on Treasure Island in deepening shadow. The Vallejo Larkspur ferry heading up to Vallejo Larkspur, jam-packed, I’m sure, with all those Vallejans Larkspurans who conscientiously came in to work today.

(Well, I =think= it’s probably the Larkspur ferry. The Vallejo ferry appears from pictures found on the Web to be a much zippier and larger boat.)

The Farmer’s Almanac has a list of full moon names and their meanings.

November 20, 2007

Let the wild rumpus begin!

Filed under: photographs,San Francisco,SFOBayBridge — Towse @ 3:16 am

I’d asked my younger sib if he could get his magical children to pull the names out of the Christmas gift hat soon, and he said, “Can it wait until Thursday?” (Thanksgiving at his house!)

I guess it must, but we noticed on our way home from the Dissident Chef’s truffle dinner on Friday that the Embarcadero Center’s lights are on, which means the wild rumpus has begun!

I told the younger sib that I’d probably just order something for my giftee over the Web. I’ve never been one to push my way through Union Square crowds to get the most absolutely fabulous gift from one of the trend-o stores. The stores are crowded enough in August. After Thanksgiving they’re like heart-palpitation-making — squeezed — and I am so not there.

(I have, however, got him the most spectacular, cannot be duplicated without great effort bday gift which he can unwrap at the aforesaid Thanksgiving celebration, as his bday is the following day. …)

I took the opportunity tonight to shoot a multitude of shots using the various modes on my relatively new Canon PowerShot A570.

The “Night Snapshot” mode captured the building best.

The Lights at the Embarcadero Center: a twenty-year tradition. [Click the photo for the closeup version.]

 

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November 15, 2007

The cypress grove on Telegraph Hill before, during, after.

As promised, befores and afters.

BEFORE: (18 Jul 2004)
[note: added another before: Dec 2003]

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I rummaged through my photo bins to find photos of the trees as they were. These two show the north and south ends of the cypress grove on 18Jul2004. Imagine, if you will, a large clump of green between what these two photographs show.

I obviously didn’t take a lot of shots of the trees standing alone.

DURING: (October 2004)

Later that year, in October, a large chunk of tree came down.

In October 2005, another tree was taken out before Mark threw himself between the trees and the tree cutters and successfully halted the project.

We all know the result: a Landmark Tree ordinance. After much negotiation, in February 2007 the City agreed to indemnify the remaining trees’ owner from any liability arising from the fact he wasn’t allowed to take the “rotten” (his description) trees down.

The City also agreed “to hire a special arborist who has the skill to delicately prune the trees and preserve them for at least three years — long enough for new ones to grow to shelter the parrots. The two trees are all that remain from what was once a larger grove.” [n.b. Three years to grow trees this tall? Really?]

The Northeast San Francisco Conservancy (president: Nancy Shanahan) pledged $5,000 to the City to cover the cost of pruning and care.

BEFORE: (December 2003)

 
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AFTER: (15 Nov 2007)

 

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What can we see that’s different? (Gee, this is like those picture puzzles: find six ways this picture is different from the ones above.)

In 2004, the cypress grove obstructed the view of most of the green building you can now see to the northeast of the trees. We can now see the tennis courts on top of the Bay Club.

The trees in 2004 were considerably taller than the trees that remain. We have an uninterrupted view of Treasure Island instead of having trees obstructing our views of the northernmost third of the island. We can also see more of Teatro Zinzanni — those tents down at Pier 29 — and twice as much of the rooftop of the condo building to the north of the green building.

 

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I’d taken this shot to show the tidal bore on a very boring day, but it also shows what our view of Treasure Island was in May 2004. That’s a whole lot o’ tree that’s been taken down in the last three years.

I have mixed feelings about all this. I love trees. I miss the green stuff — I much prefer green stuff to views of the neighbors’ roofs — but I think there was far more agitation over the poor parrots and this privately-owned cypress grove than there needed to be. I think the City spent more time and effort — when they don’t seem to have time to worry about some critical problems — than the situation warranted. I know Mark loves the parrots and I know he made them famous with his book. If someone had said we should spare the trees, if at all possible, because they’re right outside Mark’s door and he wants to have the parrots right there, well, I could understand that, but that’s not how all the agitation and public spin came down before the City set about changing rules, trimming trees and indemnifying the owner.

“The parrots are fine,” I tell worried friends who have read the tales of woe and crisis and parrots. This bit of greenery is not what it was, but the parrots still flock to trees on Telegraph Hill. We still hear them yackyackyack yackyackyack yackyackyackyacking. They still amuse the tourists and scare the cat.

May the flock prosper and increase.

November 14, 2007

The Fallon House (reprise)

Filed under: history,photographs,San Francisco — Towse @ 7:28 pm

I’ve written about the Fallon House before but because the folks over at Flickr’s GUESSWHERESF photo pool asked, I’ll gather together the loose threads.

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The house that Carmel built, The Fallon House at 1800 Market St, across the street from Destino, home to the best Pisco sours in the City.

The Fallon House was named for Carmel Fallon, his nibs’ grandmother’s grandmother.

Family history is there on the site.

Carmel Lodge Fallon grew up outside Santa Cruz on her mother’s Mexican land grant. Rancho Soquel included land from the Santa Cruz Mountains ridgeline to the sea, from Santa Cruz to Watsonville. Martina Castro Lodge lost it all within years of the American influx. She divvied up the grant amongst her children, including Carmel, sold off the rest (with her much younger third husband as witness to the transaction) and years later died penniless and crazed.

Simon Cota, Carmel Lodge Fallon’s father, died when she was a toddler. Carmel’s mother, Martina Castro, then married Michael Lodge, whose last name Carmel adopted.

Carmel was the classic spinster rich girl who fell for the dashing Irish adventurer Thomas Fallon. They married and raised a family. The children died of cholera and they moved to San Jose (where Fallon had raised the Bear Flag many years earlier) to raise another family. Carmel, never an easy keeper, wound up whacking Fallon over the head (with what is sometimes called a fireplace tool, sometimes a lead pipe) when she found him in “a compromising position” with the housekeeper/dressmaker/maid some twenty-seven years into the marriage.

Carmel left San Jose and Tom and with her younger unmarried children in tow resettled in San Francisco, where she used her divorce settlement to become a business woman and landlord, owning and operating the Hotel Carmel and the Fallon Hotel.

Carmel never remarried. She built the house at 1800 Market Street and lived in it until her death. Family legend has it that she was up beating out embers on the roof, helping save the building from the fires after the 1906 quake and that for the rest of her life she suffered from “weak lungs” due to smoke inhalation. She did save the house, though. Her house was the first house left standing and unburnt on Market Street after the earthquake and fire.

Carmel Lodge Fallon was in her nineties when she died. Her great-grandson, his nibs’ father, could remember visiting his great-grandmother when he was young. She wasn’t your warm, cuddly great-grandmother but rather a dour old woman, dressed in black.

One of the children Carmel brought with her to San Francisco, Isabella (Belle) Fallon, married Nathaniel Jones Brittan of the City. His father, John Wesley Brittan, had been a young hardware store clerk in New York until the hardware store owner had the brill idea to send his young clerk out to California shortly after the Gold Rush with a shipload of hardware supplies to sell to the 49ers.

JW Brittan sold out all the supplies he’d brought, kept his share of the profits and settled in the City, bringing more hardware on other ships around the Horn. He made a good living selling hardware, pans and pick axes to the gold miners and hinges, door knockers and nails to the San Franciscans.

NJ Brittan and Belle had three children, a set of twins Natalie and Belle, and Carmelita, his nibs’ grandmother. The girls were raised for the most part down the peninsula on NJ Brittan’s Rancho San Carlos. NJ’s name and the ranch are entwined in the history of what eventually became San Carlos. You can still see Brittan Avenue and streets named after Belle and Carmelita (but not Natalie, why?) from when the ranch was subdivided and sold.

As was the case with many of the Brittan and Fallon holdings, there were squabbles over rights and inheritances. Lawsuits and lawyers ate up what money and property there was. The Fallon House in San Francisco was sold to honor a pledge Carmel Fallon had made to the San Francisco Opera — but only after the Opera had to sue Carmel’s estate.

Eventually, and appropriately enough — our older son’s gay — Carmel’s house became San Francisco’s LGBT Community Center.

And there ends a short history of Carmel Fallon’s house at 1800 Market.

Morning fog blows in

Filed under: photographs,SFOBayBridge,weather — Towse @ 3:16 pm

Clear as a bell here since before sunrise. The fog, though, she’s blowing in.

 
 

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Update>And just as quickly gone. Clear, sunny day. And I have fish to fry. Back later.

November 3, 2007

Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main

Filed under: life,music,photographs,San Francisco,SFOBayBridge — Towse @ 11:59 pm

 

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Lovely sailboat out on the Bay this afternoon.

We’re off to the Fillmore in a shake to see Kristofferson and Kitaro, Taj Mahal, Floyd Red Crow Westerman, San Francisco Taiko Dojo, Peter Coyote and Charlie Hill for the Longest Walk II. Maybe Buffy Saint-Marie, another writeup shows her on the lineup too and not Kitaro. Well, remains to be seen. I’m there for Kristofferson.

Views from the Hill: Look! Up in the sky!

Filed under: life,photographs,San Francisco — Towse @ 12:42 am

It’s a bird. It’s a plane.

 
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It’s the MetLife blimp!

November 2, 2007

Views from the Hill – so that’s what they mean by patchy fog

Filed under: photographs,San Francisco,SFOBayBridge — Towse @ 6:30 pm
 
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Sunny day outside, if you’re not paddling on the Bay.

November 1, 2007

for those interested in Cupcakes, Cats, Shooz, Miscellaneous Obsessions, and Assorted Multislackery, esp. the cupcakes …

Filed under: food,photographs,San Francisco — Towse @ 8:38 pm

For Miz UV who writes about Cupcakes, Cats, Shooz, Miscellaneous Obsessions, and Assorted Multislackery here be a link to the San Francisco Cupcake Tour with pictures!

[via EaterSF]

October 27, 2007

Turn, Turn, Turn*

Filed under: photographs,San Francisco,science — Towse @ 2:46 am

 
Note the difference between October’s full moon (above)

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and September’s.

Update: and October cropped. [for Asha]
There must be a science lesson here somewhere …

Update2: and then, of course, there’s always

That’s 14Nov 2005. How weird is that?

Oh, wait. Daylight Savings Time … clock falls back …

* (Turn, Turn, Turn – Pete Seeger)

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