365 Degrees

Linger. Longer.

Today was the first day I really noticed how much longer the days are getting. This makes me inordinately happy.

And So Ends My 37th Year (Or, About Being Fortunate.)

I celebrated the arrival of my 38th year this weekend. (Which means, of course, that I turned 37...)

I had the good fortune to be surrounded by wonderful friends and an amazing boyfriend all weekend. To eat delicious food, drink my favorite wine, and spend a solitary hour at SFMoMA feeding my other senses. To treat myself to a little present from my favorite shop, and to lay my head down in a home I truly love.

If you ever catch me saying that I wish I could go back to my younger days, you have my full permission to flick me squarely on the forehead.

Many Yodas, There Are

I'm fortunate to be surrounded by some pretty amazing kids.

With them, I get to exercise  "auntie-privilege" -- a very special role that means I get to play with LEGOs, read silly books in goofy accents, make cool-gross science projects, and blow zrbtts on bellies until we both fall to the floor laughing. It's awesome.

Watching these kids evolve and grow, watching their places in their respective families take root, and seeing how incredibly important it is to give them a voice and encourage their individuality has been so inspiring. 

I know motherhood still isn't for me, but jeeze, am I ever lucky to love--and be loved by--these awesome little people. They have an awful lot of lessons to teach me.

Tel Aviv City Tripping

Very late, this post. But I was lucky enough to spend Thanksgiving in Israel thanks to a partner who had to be there for work, and who invited me to tag along. 

I spent a day wandering Tel Aviv with my camera, chasing the street art that was everywhere. Huge wall-size pieces, tiny rat-sized ones. Black spray paintings, colorful wheatpastings. Aggression, sadness and whimsy, sometimes all at once. 

More of the set here.

Stopless

It was gorgeous this evening at dusk -- 65°, smoky lavender sky, the smell of the Bay carrying on a gentle breeze. On a whim, I grabbed my camera as Bo and I set out for a long walk.

I was lucky enough to capture this train as it blew thru the Oakland Amtrak station. Its failure to stop is a cheesy but appropriate metaphor for the blur my summer has been. Full, focused, and hectic all at once.

I'm really looking forward to Autumn.

Full

Last night, I hosted a Hush Supperclub at my house. We ate an exquisite Gujarati Jain meal. We talked until 1am about culture, tradition, religion and how this massive globe has gotten exponentially smaller in the past decade. We laughed so hard my sides still hurt today.

Full belly.
Full house.
Full life. 

Data Geeking For a Moment

I've spent the last three months working on a piece of research that reaches its apex tomorrow. I cannot tell you how exhausting this has been. I also cannot express the thrill of being ready to tackle every use case, every opportunity, every challenge. 

I believe that we're coming into the Era of the User. We're on the cusp of redefining industry, manufacturing, privacy, identity, experience, and a whole host of other concepts that drive every digital and analog interaction we undertake.

Let's remake this thing together.

Woven

Feeling a bit like everything in my life is held together by the most delicate threads at the moment.

But like a spider's web, the structural integrity of those bonds is so strong that it's going to take something disproportionately heavy to tear them apart.

Lots of comfort in that. (Another view of this absolutely lovely web here.)

Technicolor Summer

This is just a fraction of my haul from the farmers market today. I do so adore summer.

Verdant Bounty

I'm having a few friends over for dinner later this week and, of course, I'm making Persian food. As I unloaded my shopping bags this afternoon, I had to pause and take in the scent and colors of the herbs and vegetables that will go into our meal. 

Summer is really pretty.