Leaving Cricket Hill

Libby took these pictures and posted them to Twitter. So that I can find them later, I'm posting them here. I guess we're really moving now.

Moving van on Cricket Hill Drive.

Cody enjoying the mover's mat in our empty family room. That's Ben's grapefruit tree that he grew from seed when he was in preschool. In front of it is my grandmother's Christmas cactus that she bought in 1932.

Beach Train

Now that it's warm, the beach train brings people down from the redwoods to the sea. When it gets to Santa Cruz, it comes right down the middle of Chestnut Street.

Beach Train crossing Walnut Avenue in downtown Santa Cruz.

Ohlone Bluff Trail at Wilder Ranch

On Memorial day we headed out of town. Just north of Santa Cruz, California Route 1 threads its way up the coast between the mountains to the east and fields of artichokes to the west. Wilder Ranch State Park preserves about 7000 acres consisting of mountain meadows, a working dairy farm, fields, and the spectacular bluffs at the edge of the ocean. Surprisingly, we didn't run into too many people.

Ben riding the Bluff Trail at Wilder Ranch State Park.

Two Mile Beach, beneath the bluffs at Wilder Ranch.

Camera Obscura

My parents were both chemists, and they really loved science. And they loved to get us kids involved. So much so that in 1970 (March 7 to be exact), we drove from Pennsylvania down to Virginia to view the total eclipse of the sun that occurred that day. The week before, we constructed wearable pinhole cameras from cardboard boxes so we could view the eclipse safely.

Which brings me to today. Ben and I went down to the Greek Orthodox church here in Santa Cruz to grab some dinner at their Greek food fair. While we were there, the annular eclipse of the sun started (though it was only partial here on the coast). One lady had some special glasses that some people were using to look at the sun. Then someone noticed images of the partial eclipse on the wall:

Solar eclipse, Santa Cruz, California. Pinhole image projected through leaves on the wall of the Greek Orthodox church.

This reminded me of our pinhole viewers back in 1970, so we improvised with my tin foil gyro wrapper:

View of solar eclipse through gyro-wrapper pinhole camera.

Long view of the gyro-wrapper pinhole camera.

I think my parents would be happy to know that I remembered their efforts years ago and that I passed along a bit of that wonder to my son.

And here's the camera itself:

Gyro-wrapper camera obscura.