Life anew

The days of summer are slowly coming to an end. The other day on a run, I noticed my long shadow, and the crunching of leaves beneath my feet. It’s coming… the darkness is coming. I am trying to consider the silver lining, and to remain optimistic. But, as a child of the sun, I have a hard time with the winter months. The cold is problematic, but really, it’s just the lack of sunshine that truly brings my spirits down. You might say to me, “But Yael! You had a glorious 4 months full of sunshine and outdoor time!” And to that I would respond that I am simply a greedy woman.. But yes, I had a fantastic summer, and in a way, it only seems fair that it would eventually come to an end. And all things being relative, I wasn’t totally robbed of a joyous summer, so everything is fine.

As I strive to find my place and routine within my new job, I’m still doing what I can to remain active and social during the evenings and weekends. I completed a duathlon at the end of last month at Oakland’s first ever Oakland Triathlon Festival. It was incredible! I was so nervous the whole week and weekend before, but as soon as the gun went off, man was I having the time of my life!! I want to thank my parents for coming to support me on that glorious day, and for all the love I received from friends and my community. I can’t wait to race again!

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finish line at the Oakland Triathlon Festival

This past weekend I visited one of my favorite places in California. South Fork of the Yuba River in Nevada City. I took three non-native Californians to this treasured spot. We hiked 6.5 miles in on Saturday, spent the day frolicking in the river, basking on rocks, building a campfire, baking a cobbler, eating space food and were rocked to sleep by the radiant milky way. The next day was HOT and we hiked out another 6.5 miles around 2 pm. We stopped in Davis for burgers and continued on our merry way back to Oakland. It was a perfect weekend. Absolutely no camping snafus (the risk for these are high), and my soul grew in the name of summer adventure.

4 miles in

4 miles in

joy

joy

river crew

river crew

More to come after this upcoming weekend in LA! I hope you’re all feeling well.

 

It’s coming to an end…

So, I’m proud and mournful to say that my “funemployment” is coming to an end. On Monday August 25th, I start my new job at Sungevity as the Special Projects Manager in Field Operations. It’s been an incredible summer, and I’m so grateful for the experiences and growth I’ve had. I’m eager to see what the new chapter brings! Below are some photos, but stay tuned for more as the Indian Summer sets in.

Solar Ladies

Solar Ladies

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Proud Penguin

Proud Penguin

Linden Fam

Linden Family

Kale Ceasar

Kale Ceasar

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Summer BBQin

Summer BBQin

Hella Bright

Hella Bright

I'm finally doing it

I’m finally doing it

The cutest baby with two auntie generations

The cutest baby with two auntie generations

Multnomah Falls

Multnomah Falls

Yes, I’m still funemployed

bounty

bounty

plum cobbler

plum cobbler from the bounty

gawd, I can't stop eating salad

gawd, I can’t stop eating or talking about salad

2.6 KW San Jose, CA

2.6 KW San Jose, CA

Family Portrait

Family Portrait

Happy Birthday to ME!

Happy Birthday to ME! @fentons with Jeffy and Blanche

Late nigh snacks

Late night snack – fried egg, mozzarella, homegrown tomato, and dijon on toasted Dave’s Killer ww bread. butter makes everything good

CREATE SOMETHING

Action and motion, real, tangible art, food, genuine real-life friendships and connections, pushing the body to new limits, pushing the mind and heart to new locations and emotional spaces, this is what matters, and this is what is real. Ironically, I am publishing this on the world wide web.. We’re all walking contradictions after all, but I am trying to live very fully in the moment. I later pick with great care my documentation and interpretations of the art I create, the experiences I have. Alas, I claim to be a proud Luddite, but this is the 21st C, so I choose to document this way and not others, because I find this is thoughtful, this has meaning. This is also up for interpretation. It is my stream of consciousness, story, poem, narrative. I find inspiration from the very wise, the very cliche, Kurt Vonnegut.

“If you want to really hurt you parents, and you don’t have the nerve to be gay, the least you can do is go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possible can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.”

July, I feel you

July, I feel you

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“untitled”- for Taylor Fitzgerald on his 34th birthday

patriotic cabbage experiment

patriotic experiment.

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Chocolate cake with vanilla buttercream frosting. I tried to make blue food coloring by boiling red cabbage, but it was too watery and didn’t stick

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Carmel, CA- nice waves

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Jack’s beautiful wild flowers. I find peace here.

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Lake Hair

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Don Pedro Lake – where we all left our hearts 

I can die now..

You guys! I got a KitchenAid Stand Up Mixer. Finally! It’s a crime that I’ve gone this long without, but I never felt it was the appropriate time to make the investment (these things retail for like $350-$400), and I always seemed to get by without… But no more! I bought this navy blue dream from a kind woman in Bay Point, CA off of craigslist for… $50!! The great thing about not working is that you can go to Bay Point at noon on a Thursday no problemo. The mixer works great and I’ve already christened it by preparing a banana bread. But in a pie pan. A banana bread pie, if you will. (note to self, you can afford a 9×5 bread pan).

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Also, my garden is doing SO WELL! I transplanted an avocado pit that has been sitting in a jar on my windowsill for probably over a year, and I think he’s gonna last. The good news is that I can take this guy wherever I go, if I ever go. The 5 tomato plants are going out of control and the little basils I planted by seed will be ready for transplanting in the new bed soon.

Cherry Tomatoes

Cherry Tomatoes

lil cukes!

lil cukes!

New Cinderblock bed pending soil

New Cinderblock bed pending soil

Roma Tomatoes

Roma Tomatoes

baby basil

baby basil

The great avocado pit loves the California sunshine

The great avocado pit loves the California sunshine

First Plum! They're supposed to be yellow

First Plum! Don’t worry! They’re supposed to be yellowish/green

Lastly, here’s a little update on collage world and my “Next Adventure” jersey which I debuted on my ride through the Oakland hills yesterday.

"Spring Chicken"

“Spring Chicken”

"women outstanding in their field"

“women outstanding in their field”

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plum is my favorite color

Portland debrief

The Portland adventure has come to an end. It was a really good time, and I’m really grateful for my family, and the quality time we spent together. I baked a ton! Man, I forgot how much I love to bake. The brand new KitchenAid stand up mixer made available to me helped rekindle that relationship. Another highlight was the Skidmore Bluffs, a cool vantage point where you can catch a really epic PacNorthWest sunset as the trains crash into one another below you. I went there with my good friend Patrick Reilly who moved to the Great North from SF earlier this year. We had dinner at P’s and Q’s Market, in a rapidly changing neighborhood in North Portland. When I say “rapidly changing” I mean, it’s being gentrified quickly. I had the Kale Ceasar. Why does this only exist on menus in Portland!?

I also made my first ever Chocolate Devil’s Food Cake with my Omi’s (my paternal grandmother) recipe, passed down to me from my Aunt Simone. It was a hit! Further, in my baking frenzy, I did a fun thing where I ruined Alta’s (my sister in-laws) challah dough, which she had placed in the oven to rise on low heat early that morning. I merrily turned on the oven to 350 degrees F for my cake, and forgot that the challah dough had been sitting there doing it’s thing. When I opened the oven door to put my cakes in, I was mortified that I had let such precious dough become a strange-looking, half-baked, dome of challah, so I made a new one to replace it. But guess what guys? Turns out, the shape is truly superficial… challah is challah and it’s so friggan good.

Somehow my schedule is already full for the rest of the week, and I have lots to do before Friday when I travel to Monterrey, CA to celebrate the marriage of two very special people, my friend Jeff Quigg, and his lovely fiance Karen Hiller. It’s going to be an all weekend celebration with lots of food, fun and laughs, and I CANT WAIT!

"the bluffs" - North Portland with preilly

“the bluffs” – North Portland with preilly

Omi's Chocolate Cake recipe

Omi’s Chocolate Cake recipe

make-up Challah

Make-up Challah

power user

power user

Omri loves Huck

Omri loves Huck. Huck is not a lapdog