spring time in the park

spring time in the park

Greetings everybody!  From the high elevation desert wastes of the American West (UTC, GMT minus 8 hours), we send you our best wishes.

As we took a few days off and drove to San Francisco late in April, we have these next few pictorial essays to share with you.  Not to worry, we already have some notes on paper for another thematic essay for next week perhaps.  But, let us enjoy some pictures.  At bottom, we include a fairly brief “random musings” section that we encourage you to read and consider. You thus have 4 options: look at the photos and read the essay; only look at the photos; only read the essay at bottom; or lastly, exit now and discard all the contents.

I want to thank Lucy, my wife, for this essay.  She suggested we not waste the day on Sunday, 28 April, and that we should take a walk in the park.  Whereas Saturday the fog had begun to come in around midday and the afternoon was cold, damp and windy,  Sunday was sunny and with mild temperatures.  It was a good day for a walk in the park.

Golden Gate Park is located in the northwestern part of the city.  It is about, estimating here, one and one half (1.5) miles south of the (world famous) bridge of the same name.

Here is the entrance to the Japanese Tea Garden in Golden Gate Park.


Japanese Tea Garden


Here are some nice spring time flowers.


flowers 2


More flowers.


orange flowers


Assorted flowers and shrubs.  There are many stands of trees in the park.


various flowers


Now, for an interesting photo.  The Italian restaurant that we ate dinner at on Saturday evening had made a model of their store front and put it into their music or “juke” box near the front interior of the restaurant.  It is pretty realistic as the restaurant does look this way from the street outside.  Villa Romano (on Irving Street, near 9th Avenue) has been a Sunset District landmark since 1955.  It is older than I am.


Villa Romano 2


The waitress brought around this “on the house” appetizer while we waited for our entrees.  Mini pizza – it was quite good.


tiny pizza


As some readers are chefs or good cooks and also enjoy eating the fruits of their labors in the kitchen, we share this montage showing what we had for dinner that night.  The meat lasagna was particularly tasty.


Italian Dinner


Here is a random pic.  This tall building is fairly recent and I think dates back to the 2001 -2003 time period.  This really is outside of the city’s large financial district.  It towers over the freeway entering the city from the Bay Bridge.  Fortunately, the auto traffic was not too bad this day.  This was on Saturday, 27 April and if you look carefully at the photo, you can see a thin, low-lying layer of fog in the distance.


tall building


And, we purposely put this photo of Lucy at the end.  The simple pleasure of taking a walk in the park on a pleasant, sunny day brings a smile to one’s face.  Enjoy the simple pleasures!


Lucy in park


random musings

During an online conversation this past weekend, a remark was made (by us) about the diffusion of ideas versus independent invention debate.  We wish to briefly put this out into the market place of ideas.  (We do not want to write a lengthy, separate essay on this topic.)

When studying history, particularly ancient history, one comes across the same invention cropping up in many places over a relatively short span of time.  Similarly, similar ideas gain currency in many diverse and far apart cultures within only years or decades.  (One may think about all the philosophizing going on at the same time when Buddha, Lao Tzu (or Lao Tse) and Confucius were all active at the same time.  (These 3 were contemporaries.)

What accounts for this?

Some students (even professors and writers are students as they are still learning themselves) will suggest diffusion of ideas and inventions across the miles over not many years time.  And, this argument does have merit.  Albeit transportation and communications were more primitive and difficult in ancient times, there is much evidence of interaction between distant human societies.  Consider the trade caravan routes in Asia that go way back in time.  Thus, an invention or idea – originating in one locale – could spread throughout much of the Old World in a relatively short period of time.

Alternatively, one can make the case for the independent invention of ideas and technological developments.  I venture to say that the command of fire by very primitive humans was achieved independently by numerous disparate bands in the distant past.  (And, one cannot rule out a combination scenario in some instances, where an invention was diffused over a wide area and yet further away, and independently, others made basically the same invention at about the same time.)  The human mind is not so different as one might think among different peoples.

Here is something to consider.  Since Indian religion did not place an importance on earthly knowledge, Indian science did not develop very far the way that Western science did.  Yet, the Indians cannot be accused of being a stupid people.  In recent decades, there have been several Nobel prizes in Physics and Chemistry won by Indian scientists.  (As well, we have on several occasions noted the profundity of the Vedic philosophy.)

This is the problem I run into when debating some persons of differing points of view.  To me, there is more in common among different human populations than there are differences.  This is due, in my opinion, to the commonality of the human condition we all are in.  Yet, throughout history, the differences among peoples have been used to divide the human family rather than to unite it.  Such will always be the case in this, the Kali Yuga, the age of discord.  Differences are exploited by some so as to justify hatreds and violent, destructive behaviors.  Needless to say, this continues in the year 2013.  People need to evolve past this primitive way of thinking, and not let themselves be used by opportunistic, power hungry, evil individuals.  People need to achieve a spiritual level of consciousness and outgrow the (limiting) bodily level of consciousness.

What do I see when I gaze upon the ugly, deformed body of a child with extreme birth defects or a victim of terrible, disfiguring disease(s)?  I see an immortal soul.  What do I see in the face of an unwanted, unloved child?  An immortal soul that is dear to God.  And, I see this independent of the color of the skin of the other person.

Thanks for reading, and as our essay from Sunday, 05 May, did not generate many likes, consider liking this one.  It won’t hurt you, we promise.

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