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One more from this morning. This is just around the corner from me. The reindeer was recently re-inflated after a catastrophic cold sapped him of all puffiness. Santa is new.
My neighborhood....lets see yours
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If you Google "Chicago style brick bungalow" you'll see something very similar to my house. Its one of thousands!
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Ferndale, California, population 1372 not counting dairy cows (several thousand). Across the Eel River from the mainland. Once the country of the Weot/Wiyot or Eel people, whose main reservation is now on Table Bluff high above the tsunami zone. Primary European settlers were Danish, Swiss, Italian, Portuguese, Dutch, dairy farmers and fishermen, with a sprinkling of rich Anglo entrepreneurs.
You cross the Eel at Fernbridge to get here. In 1911, it was the longest concrete bridge in the world. The last big flood that cut off town (the bridge was underwater/impassible) was in 1964.
Let’s start with a tourist fave, the sublimely ridiculous Gumdrop Tree House (or as captioned elsewhere, Rene Magritte’s Lost Coast Getaway).
At the corner of Ocean Avenue & Main, the Ivanhoe, no longer a hotel but a restaurant and bar. Chicken cacciatore con polenta is the Thursday night special, when Bill McBride (4th generation rancher) and Don Hicks (120 bass accordion) entertain.
Valley Lumber, just off the one 4-way stop intersection (once controversial, of course) on Main Street.
Tipple Motors (next the post office, where everyone meets and catches up because we have the social boon of no home mail delivery) with the spire of Assumption Church behind.
Some of the locals.
Where there are many cows there must be much hay. Here is a nicely disheveled pile of wrapped hay from the end of summer—which, as some of the RFF wags have noted, suggests that we have giant marshmellow (mozzarella, toilet paper) farms.
Wags abound in Ferndale too. Droll signage near what was the main intersection in the settlement of Waddington (absorbed into greater Ferndale, ha ha):
Bill McBride at the Ivanhoe, delightful friend and raconteur, so-so singer and indefatigable show-off, but a total abuser of guitars. I am currently babysitting his 1930s National dobro to prevent him from breaking it.
And Don Hicks, whose musicianship on the accordion helps us overlook how terribly Bill beats up his Martin and rushes the beat on My Rose of San Antone:
At Spencer’s Vintage, where his wife and partner keeps the antique biz going, Richard Spencer gets to focus on building his whimsical toys, including dollheaded buddhas and coffeepot robots with flashing eyes. The little guy with the proboscis is home with me now.
Up on Grizzly Bluff (which protects town from tsunamis), the weather is often thus:
Some farm families have built modern homes in town, abandoning the original Victorians to pitiable entropy. But others blessedly cherish the architectural past in the living present.
And the cherished dead, who outnumber the living, keep watch over town in the great amphitheaters of Ferndale Cemetery and Assumption Cemetery. The steeple in the distance, once a Methodist church and now an Americana music venue, is where Linn and I had our wedding reception in 2017.
Our front porch, Main Street, with my squareneck lap dobro and the M4 that is now Gerry Miller’s.
Drop by if you visit the Redwood Coast.
You cross the Eel at Fernbridge to get here. In 1911, it was the longest concrete bridge in the world. The last big flood that cut off town (the bridge was underwater/impassible) was in 1964.
Let’s start with a tourist fave, the sublimely ridiculous Gumdrop Tree House (or as captioned elsewhere, Rene Magritte’s Lost Coast Getaway).
At the corner of Ocean Avenue & Main, the Ivanhoe, no longer a hotel but a restaurant and bar. Chicken cacciatore con polenta is the Thursday night special, when Bill McBride (4th generation rancher) and Don Hicks (120 bass accordion) entertain.
Valley Lumber, just off the one 4-way stop intersection (once controversial, of course) on Main Street.
Tipple Motors (next the post office, where everyone meets and catches up because we have the social boon of no home mail delivery) with the spire of Assumption Church behind.
Some of the locals.
Where there are many cows there must be much hay. Here is a nicely disheveled pile of wrapped hay from the end of summer—which, as some of the RFF wags have noted, suggests that we have giant marshmellow (mozzarella, toilet paper) farms.
Wags abound in Ferndale too. Droll signage near what was the main intersection in the settlement of Waddington (absorbed into greater Ferndale, ha ha):
Bill McBride at the Ivanhoe, delightful friend and raconteur, so-so singer and indefatigable show-off, but a total abuser of guitars. I am currently babysitting his 1930s National dobro to prevent him from breaking it.
And Don Hicks, whose musicianship on the accordion helps us overlook how terribly Bill beats up his Martin and rushes the beat on My Rose of San Antone:
At Spencer’s Vintage, where his wife and partner keeps the antique biz going, Richard Spencer gets to focus on building his whimsical toys, including dollheaded buddhas and coffeepot robots with flashing eyes. The little guy with the proboscis is home with me now.
Up on Grizzly Bluff (which protects town from tsunamis), the weather is often thus:
Some farm families have built modern homes in town, abandoning the original Victorians to pitiable entropy. But others blessedly cherish the architectural past in the living present.
And the cherished dead, who outnumber the living, keep watch over town in the great amphitheaters of Ferndale Cemetery and Assumption Cemetery. The steeple in the distance, once a Methodist church and now an Americana music venue, is where Linn and I had our wedding reception in 2017.
Our front porch, Main Street, with my squareneck lap dobro and the M4 that is now Gerry Miller’s.
Drop by if you visit the Redwood Coast.
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Paulbe
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Robert---wonderful tour! Thanks--looks like a lovely place...
Paul
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Erik van Straten
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Leica III/Summar/400-2TMY/ Adox MCC 110.
Erik.
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robert blu
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Beautiful series Robert..
DwF
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This was low low light (not moonlit) walking with my dog a couple blocks from home.
X-Vario 1/2 sec f 3.5
sepiareverb
genius and moron
The newer old primary school, now a Catholic preschool and meeting place.
davidnewtonguitars
Family Snaps
Yokosuka Mike
Abstract Clarity
Around the neighborhood
Sony A7III
Sigma 70mm f2.8
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
Sony A7III
Sigma 70mm f2.8
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
Yokosuka Mike
Abstract Clarity
Around the neighborhood
X-Pro3, Fujinon XF 56mm f1.2 R lens
Astia film simulation
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
X-Pro3, Fujinon XF 56mm f1.2 R lens
Astia film simulation
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
newst
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2020-05-13 General A7II Canon 50-19 DSC05836 by newst54, on FlickrSpring view from my front porch.
Sony A7II with Canon LTM 1.9/50.
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Out to Lunch
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Nikon F90, AF 85/1.8D, ADOX CMS-20, Adotech IV 11 minutes by Mike Novak, on Flickr
Nikon F90, AF 85/1.8D, ADOX CMS-20, Adotech IV 11 minutes by Mike Novak, on Flickr
Sears Tower 32B, Mamiya Sekor 58/1.7, Tri X @ 250, yellow filter, FA1027 5:30 20C by Mike Novak, on Flickr
Mamiya 645 Pro, Sekor 45/2.8C, Agfa APX 25 (expired 2005), Rodinal 1:25 6 minutes 20C. by Mike Novak, on Flickr
Yokosuka Mike
Abstract Clarity
Around the neighborhood
X-Pro3, Fujinon XF 56mm f1.2 R lens
Astia film simulation
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
X-Pro3, Fujinon XF 56mm f1.2 R lens
Astia film simulation
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
Yokosuka Mike
Abstract Clarity
Children run down the hill; adults walk.
Walking up the hill toward my house. This is as far as a small car can go. My house is still a little ways to go.
X-Pro3, Fujinon XF 16mm f2.8 R WR lens
Astia film simulation
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
Walking up the hill toward my house. This is as far as a small car can go. My house is still a little ways to go.
X-Pro3, Fujinon XF 16mm f2.8 R WR lens
Astia film simulation
Yokosuka, Japan - May 2020
All the best,
Mike
