Dave’s photo-a-day 2022

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Hm, well, it looks pretty open to me.🚶‍♂️

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Daily pic #20: A short walk from home stands one of Sunnyvale’s claims to fame, the water tower at what used to be Libby’s fruit cannery, the city’s largest employer in the 1920s. Now a business park with companies like Raytheon, WalmartLabs and more. Wish I could have seen it a century ago.

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January daily pic #19: headache day, when it feels like a victory to be able to just look up and focus on anything at all before the light is gone.

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January daily photo #18: Living in a 750 sq ft apartment for 2 years in a pandemic has made brief escapes into the world of LEGO all the more rewarding—even if the Swiss electric “crocodile” locomotive has to emerge from its imaginary tunnel under the bed rather than a dramatic mountain landscape. Well, someday…

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Daily pic #17: Dorothy has a skin infection and can’t stop licking, ergo the sexy recovery bodysuit. The little peanut has some trouble getting around in it so she’s getting all kinds of extra cuddles as compensation. I apparently don’t mind too much either…

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Daily pic #16: NO DOG POOP signs are some of my favorites in how they depict relationships between dogs and their people, and in their various logics of persuasion and prohibition. This one from my neighborhood jumped out at me for its little lesson in morality, having the audacity to suggest that people should do the right thing even when nobody is watching. Sheesh!

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01.15.22 daily picture: Mesmerized by these trailside giants 🍄

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01/14/22 daily photo: maybe it’s because time has expanded since the pandemic started, or maybe I’m just noticing it more, but either way I enjoy seeing houses with their Christmas lights up even after the holiday season is over. And why not? They’re pretty any time of year. Let’s see how many houses make it into February…

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January daily pictures, #13. Every day, I passed the home of an elderly man, the space between these two pillars at the edge of the parking lot under Mathilda Ave., along the Caltrain tracks near downtown Sunnyvale. He sat leaning against the left-hand pillar for hours on end, motionless as the traffic passed overhead. As of a few weeks ago, he and all his belongings disappeared, and I wonder where or if he still is. I had tried talking with him a few times but not very successfully. Today I read that Sunnyvale’s houseless population increased fourfold to over 400 as we entered the pandemic. I hope he is at peace tonight.

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Day 12 photo: The Crows of Sunnyvale, on the day of their front page appearance in the San Jose @mercnews, did not disappoint tonight. Squawking and cawing above @cityofsunnyvale’s Plaza del Sol

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01.11.22. Day 11….now entering my 50th year, I feel like I’m starting to understand Fall more viscerally: like this leaf, a little bit of green still left, for sure, but mostly yellow and edges turning red

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01.10.22 daily photo: O postcard-ready sunset pier of Pismo, I just can’t resist you

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Day 9 of January photo-a-day. Starting a few days of R&R by the healing ocean before the full weight of the semester sets in…

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01.08.22. Day 8. Seeing the pictures of snow from friends on the East Coast the last few days, I’m struck by the transformative beauty of that blanket of white powder when it descends upon the land. This is a repost of one of my favorite pictures from my five years in #NewHaven (and maybe ever), taken in January 2017 on the New Haven Green under a lamp at night ❄️

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01.07.22. Day 7. Rainbow over Home Depot—a little reminder that we don’t get to choose when and where we get to see our rainbows 🌈

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01.06.22. Day 6. A bike ride up into the recently bone-dry Saratoga hills only to find all kinds of wonders: a babbling stream, green moss on damp tree trunks, and light streaming from above for that oh-so heavenly touch.

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01.05.22. Day 5. Living near a military-civil airfield, one sees some strange and incredibly noisy birds in Sunnyvale’s trees. I’ve long had a fascination with flight and planes and, despite many reasons not to like all the air traffic in this neighborhood, can’t resist looking up to see what’s flying overhead.