har on jawa '75

har 27 to 13.

good evening and goodbye.

we'll see you soon said the mock turtle to the walrus.

from whence do you come?

my dear old friend.

a story better left untold.

or a bag of cookies and candy.

how are the flowers there?

as they ask you how do you feel?

 a short trip or so they say.

leave everything for the others.

a family so close for all these years.

who miss a dream most of all.

a better day is coming for everyone of us.

warm breezes and a time of peace.

or a season of wonder with nothing more to say.

thank you for all you've done and farewell.

sven 11a 11.29.13 black friday.

swede hollow thanksgiving.

the dane and I took a trip to the east side and swede hollow in st. paul 

a couple of days ago.

swede hollow park.

swede hollow wild turkeys. watch out turkeys, know what day's comin' up?

the hamm's bear (and turkey) the old hamm's brewery borders swede hollow to the north.

hamm's bear. lunch at ward 6 on the east side.

east side.

mercado.

boing!

that was fun. 

I definitely recommend ward 6. lunch was excellent, I had a rueben with house braised corn beef. I was too busy with a sandwich melting in my mouth to notice the dane's lunch, but he seemed to like it. ward 6 is really nice. 

 and, umm… do other restaurants have adult malts? I had a myers's rum and creme de cacao…  

mind-blowing.

   oh, also:

may this day find you and all of yours hearty, rested and together.

and may all of your travels be sweet.

may the thanksgiving dinner menu be of your dreams and full of love.

and last but not least, may the folks we sup with have an aversion to dark meat, sweet potatoes and scalloped corn, 'cause I'd like seconds…  

godspeed.

sven.

w 6

hamm's bear

swede hollow.

last days of summer.

toad stools and the last days of summer.
seems so cold and now we shiver.
and our thoughts turn to survival.
wonder how the crows think?

what does the night bring.
but the last days of summer linger in my mind.
and your feet run on the asphalt.
turn on a dime and scream.

when's it gonna rain again?
hot in the middle of the lake.
with friends and beer.
blessings on this day forever.
sven.







august 2013 chicago lake michigan. christian matt melo. photo courtesy of jillian - good work.

thirteen heavenly bodies?

another story if you please?
of thirteen heavenly bodies.
and about our lives together.
remember how we crossed the mountains?

you were always with me.
and never complained.
at least not often.
but along the way we got it mixed up.

well, home is never far away…
that's what you said.
but on tuesdays forget that thought.
and come home true.

for the wind blows against the windows.
and these old walls sure do tremble.
but we'll always know…
each other before the sky was so full.
sven.

sequoia.

sequoia national park may 2013.

redwoods ride.

into a forest of redwoods on a lonely mountainside.

fog and mist hang everywhere.

notice the quiet.

hello.

wait for awhile.

and wonder aimlessly.

who can really understand you?

and do you even care?

what if someone cared?

we all feel the same way.

and on a foggy mountain evening.

we knew exactly why.

for the light is waning and it's cold.

and your smile tires easily.

but the sun's out there somewhere.

we both know it.

sven.

all taken during one of several motorbike rides in the santa cruz mountains october 2013 on my brother in-law chris' triumph sprint. pirate san francisco freeway winding redwoods foggy garcia cold applejack santa cruz mountain curvy rides. thanks chris.

sprint on mountain road.

redwood mountain home.

into a forest of redwoods on a lonely mountain side.

p.s. love you rose.

cliff house.

cliff house san francisco may 2013. 

old post card.

dining room.

at the mouth of the san francisco bay ruins of the sutro baths in foreground.

interior of sutro baths scene from 'the lineup' heights theater.

   

cliff house
sutro baths
lineup

kids and dogs.

remember well those years if you care.

a tin shed for a home.

for being inquisitive you were mistreated.

how the shadows grew and grew.

a street like no other.

and music blaring.

people talking gruff.

with nothing but little trees.

what does a dog know?

if your car starts we can go.

to the drive-in in osseo.

love story's too old for you.

sven.

sweet california sunshine.

a dream we both knew.

so well it was so ingrained.

a better day came after.

we had better behave she says.

a sister and a brother with friends and acquaintances.

what does this night bring?

each night a riddle.

so the start goes like this:

a few feet from the car

near a cliff leading down.

we walk for awhile shivering.

your feet stumble too.

sven

november 2013 san francisco bay golden gate bridge.

ruins.

there are two windmills in golden gate park. one is being restored and is cared for and not as beautiful as this one, which is being left to it's own devices. 

long may you run dear. a fitting 200th post. 

october 2013 san francisco california. CC.

tall trees.

where does the wind go?

when it's not chillin' me.

when we get away and hide.

and when we feel free.

if she rides she rides.

but a little while down the road.

we've got to decide.

and reach for whichever she chooses.

a hole in the wall.

and such a peaceful place...

like nothing else exists.

but you and me and the wind.

sven.

redwoods santa cruz mountains october 2013.