First Date Fun

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Gail has wondered since we got Claudia if we should breed her.  There is a clear demand for puppies–Granddaughter Demi and bridge player Gish have already signed up, even though we are far from a decision

One of the big factors is finding the right mate–a dog of the same color and breed and marvelous disposition to create the ideal puppies.  That’s kind of hard to find.

Our friends BJ and Larry Ledgerwood saw a perfect candidate recently and gave us the phone number.  Yesterday, we went to visit Cooper and his parents and came away delighted.

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Cooper is a year-old red toy poodle, so incredibly cute and friendly she gives Claudia a run for her money.  He lives with his parents and another dog in Walnut Creek, and we fell in love immediately.

At 6 pounds, he is slightly smaller than Claudia. Full of puppy energy and impossibly friendly, Cooper took to Claudia immediately.  They played and roughhoused like old friends.   Cooper’s mom, Sandy, tried to lure him away to show off his tricks on the agility course they have built, but he was having none of it–he wanted to stay with his new friend and flirt.

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This was just a first date.  We still aren’t sure we want to go through the troubles of having puppies.  They don’t know us well enough yet to lend us their dog for romance.

We have more research to do, and there are more playdates to arrange to cement the relationship.

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But if ever there was a partner for Claudia, the impossibly cute and delightful Cooper is surely the one.  First dates are hard, only time will tell.

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The Wedding

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Toby and a very emotional Mom wait for the bride.

It was a great day.  Monday, June 25, Toby, the kid I used to carry into bed every night, married the beautiful, sweet, smart Léa Meerson on the roof of a facility overlooking the sun setting on the Mediterranean while traditional klezmer music played.  Every last part of it was beautiful and perfect.

Family and friends flocked in from around the world.

 

Toby’s dad was there, of course.

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Toby’s best friend since they were 4, Matt Klein, held up his part of the chuppah.

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Toby walked down the aisle with his mom and they took their place, waiting for the bride.

 

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The big moment arrived.

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Léa, flanked by her father, Peter, and her mother, Esther

Following tradition, Toby met her along the way to verify that nobody had switched brides on him.

 

 

The bride continued the walk, as beautiful and happy as anyone could ever be.

 

Léa walked around Toby 7 times.

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Toby put the ring on her right index finger.  At that moment, they were married.

 

A girl has to show off her ring.

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Toby broke the glass, and it was time to party.

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Before we went downstairs for dinner and dancing, there were the formal photos to take.  The professionals set up their lights and posed everyone, I just snuck up behind them to grab a few frames for myself.

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Downstairs, the 180 guests were seated and the meal began.  Apparently, the motto of the Jews is “they tried to kill us, we survived, let’s eat”.  We had enjoyed a some wonderful appetizers before the ceremony, and then we got salad, then fish, then steak, then chicken sliders, then dessert.  Nobody went home hungry.  With an open bar, nobody was thirsty, either.

Next up was the dancing.  A temporary wall was placed in the middle of the dance floor, and for the next 30 minutes the orthodox tradition of gender segregation was followed–the men danced on one side, the women on the other.

The groom danced the most.  With his new father in law:

 

With his best friend:

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With nephew Beaux:

 

With a cousin we don’t really know:

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With his crowd of friends:

 

Checking out the women’s side, there was just as much happening:

 

Léa was dancing with everyone, here with her sister:

With the  mothers and her new sister in law and nieces:

 

Léa is a grown and married woman, but she will always be Daddy’s girl

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Of course they danced the hora, where the bride and groom are put on chairs and raised above the crowd, and the wall, so they can see each other despite the separation.

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Our friend Reed was there:

And this guy, who goes everywhere I go for the last 35 years (and has watched Toby grow up with me):

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Micky

I found more family:

Brad looked great just watching all the action:

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And we were done.  At least all the old folks, like me.  We called taxis and hightailed it back to the Hilton, while the young people danced until they closed the place down at 1 am, then stayed and partied in front of the building, facing the beach, until 4.

This was a glorious wedding, in my unprofessional and thoroughly biased opinion. Reed was impressed, and she IS a professional, having thrown weddings for 25 years.  Everything was just perfect, beginning with the bride and groom.  They should have long life and many children.  Or some.  Maybe a couple.  I guess they get to decide.  I’ll just say mazel tov and shut up.

Toby and Léa will be in California in 3 weeks as we celebrate Demi marrying Matt in our yard. Looks like we can have fun all over again.

Back in Tel Aviv

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The view to the south from our 17th floor Hilton lounge

We’re back in Tel Aviv for a happy reason–Toby is getting married. A large contingent of us flew over Wednesday night, more have joined us, and there are still more to come.  Monday night there will be 180 people at a joyous celebration when Toby gets hitched to the beautiful, delightful, cosmopolitan Lea.

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And to the north

We’ve met Lea’s family for the first time.  Mom Esther speaks some English, dad Peter speak none, but that doesn’t stop him.  Peter just goes right ahead and speaks French, and somehow things roll along.

Babushka (grandmother in Russian) is a delightful smiling joy.

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Looking down at the hotel swimming pool.

We aren’t doing much here except for the wedding.  Some people are sitting by the pool, but I’m not one of them.  Granddaughter Chloe is here, and baby Silas took his first steps this week.  People who haven’t been here before took a tour to Jerusalem one day and the Dead Sea the next.  I napped and snacked and played bridge online, my idea of the perfect vacation.

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Looking southeast towards the city.

Our rooms give us access to the 17th floor lounge, which puts out enough food to provide 3 meals a day if you wanted.  And free booze.

Last night, 13 of us went out to dinner at a restaurant recommended by the hotel  concierge.  Getting a reservation for 13 at the last minute would be a challenge for most, but a big hotel concierge can work miracles.

The restaurant, Itzik Hagadol, is in the old quarter of Jaffa, and was a riot.  They crammed us in, then started bringing out the salads.  Bunches of tiny dishes with a wild variety of things from egg salad to mushrooms (ick) to hummus (always hummus around here) to beets to I have no idea what.  A plate of fries. Big circular slabs of bread right out of the oven, to be torn apart and shared.  It was scrumptious and hysterical.

 

Following the cornucopia of salads, there were huge platters of meat.  Beef, lamb, chicken.  All fresh off the charcoal grill.

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I wasn’t fast enough to get a photo when the platter hit the table–a number of lamb chops have already disappeared.

Getting there took a parade of taxis, and we had to summon another flotilla of them to get everyone back to the hotel. Kate left her phone in the cab on the way there, but Demi, the Apple Genius, was able to make it ring and the cab driver answered, then brought it back.  He held her up for $40, but that’s life and she has her iPhone X safe and sound.

Back at the hotel after dinner, we just sat in the lounge and visited.  We have no responsibilities about the wedding except to show up on time Monday evening and have a good time.  I’m getting rested up to do just that.

Sculpture in the garden, 2018

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Stargazer, by Eileen Fitz-Faulkner

It’s Fathers Day weekend, and that means the Ruth Bancroft Garden is again bursting with new growth and new art–the annual Sculpture Show opened last night.

The big opening party was a smash–there has been much change in the garden this year, the nursery has been completely remodeled and there is a new building being erected to house the offices and a rental space for weddings, parties and meetings.  If  you haven’t made a visit recently you need to see it.

The weather didn’t cooperate very well–last year Gail stayed home because it was so unbearably hot, this year the winds blew and the temperature was in the low 60’s.  I liked this photo of Stargazer and the artist’s husband, huddled against the chill.

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Gail thought the piece needed a hat:

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Now she’s warmer.

Here’s a selection of things that appealed to me:

 

One more

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Walls of Eden, by Joyce Steinfeld

And here’s Joyce:

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Most of the artists attend the opening night and you get to talk to them about the work. You also get to purchase the piece you like before someone else snaps it up.

The garden is open Tuesday through Sunday, 10 to 4.  1552 Bancroft Avenue, Walnut Creek.  If you want to see a world class succulent garden chock full of great art, this is the place.  The sculpture will be there for a month.

Is this really my country?

 

There are people who defend trump’s position on separating children.  Not trump, of course.  He blames the Dems for his own policy, and says he will fix it if they just give him his wall.  That’s just terrorism.  From the US President.

I never meant for this to be a political blog.  I’d rather write about restaurants, plays and travel.  But the only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.  This must not continue.

This I will not accept

There are any number of things wrong in our country these days, from the venality and general incompetence of trump to the stench of corruption from Scott Pruitt to the racism of Jeff Sessions.  I am forced to accept that the election is over, and somehow the guy with fewer votes won.   I abhor all of these, but they are not the worst issue.  What is happening to children at our borders is beyond detestable, and must be the place to draw the line.  This I (and I hope we) will not accept.

To tear a child from its mother’s breast is heinous and unconscionable.  There is no possible excuse.  This is the action of a police state, and I don’t want to live in Nazi Germany.  Or North Korea.

Equally bad, in my view, are the people who accept and approve of our government treating anyone like this.  Ordinary people, people you might meet at your local bridge club.  People like the Big Kook, the player I showed this tweet to this afternoon.

He laughed.  Not a titter or chuckle or tee hee, he laughed right out loud. He thought it was funny.

Shocked, stunned, aghast, I asked him if he really thought it amusing.  He said “the guard probably just wanted to see her nipple”, as though that was an acceptable reason.  Then he laughed some more.

I don’t like this Bozo Klown anymore.  And when people want to tell me what a great job trump is doing, I think they will have to explain how it is right and good and moral to pull a baby off her mother’s breast and then handcuff the mother for “resisting”.

The Blackguard Knave has earned himself a lifetime of no respect, not that his smug sanctimony will even notice.  I wish he was alone in this, but millions of trumpistas are willing to suck up the Kool Aid while shouting MAGA and “lock her up”.

 

That’s a wrap

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Joe McNally, the star of every show

Photoshop World 2018 is over, and we’re home.  I learned a bunch and had a good time doing it–which high school had worked the same way.

There were many classes, on subjects from Photoshop to graphic design, videography,  portrait photography, landscape photography, dog photography,  Lightroom and personal motivation.  Every hour, it seemed like there were at least two classes I wanted to take at the same time, and the decisions were hard.

Except for the hour when Joe McNally gave his talk on A Year in the Life of a Photographer. That was an easy choice.  Joe is the rock star of this event, as far as I’m concerned.  He has the magic life, travelling around the world constantly taking fabulous photos and teaching.  I asked how many countries he’d visited, and he says “north of 70”. I’ve taken two of his all day seminars and other Photoshop World classes, and enjoyed  all of them.  i own his books.  Joe’s the best.

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Not that he’s the only star of the show.  Scott Kelby, the big cheese of this production, is easy and approachable.  I’ve flown across the country to take a one day course from Rick Sammon, travel photographer genius.  Julianne Kost, the Photoshop and Lightroom evangelist from Adobe, is always delightful.  Kaylee Greer, with her bright red hair, teaches how to get the most imaginative dog pictures. Peter Hurley, a headshot shooter from New York gives a program full of energy and optimism along with great advice.  The list goes on, but Joe is always at the top.

KelbyOne does a magnificent job on these shows–everything is smooth and professional.  Everything starts on time.  The materials are first rate; you never need to take notes because it’s all in the workbook you get.  The rooms are well marked, and there are plenty of staff to direct you.  Even I can’t find anything to gripe about.

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Photoshop World has gone from once a year to twice, back to once and now back to twice, following the economy and the general business climate.  Next year the second show will be at the Mirage in Vegas in August–great as long as you don’t plan on going outside.

Photoshop World

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A magnificent double rainbow. Too huge to get the whole thing with my camera

We’re in Orlando again, Gail to see Susan and me to go to Photoshop World, the annual gathering of the photographic tribe put on by Kelby Media.  I’ve done this once before, and learned so much that I’m doing it again–they keep upgrading Photoshop all the time, and you have to keep learning and studying to keep up.  My brother David is here with me, and we’re having a ball.

This event is quite large, with perhaps 2,500 attendees.  Yet, I think it’s considerably smaller than it was a few years ago, when there were more like 4,000 people.  Definitely, there are fewer corporations exhibiting in the trade show area–I was hoping to see Wacom here, and there isn’t the large Adobe presence I saw last time.

Nonetheless, there are many, many classes available–I am booked from 8:00 am til 6:30 pm tomorrow, and still can’t take every class I want to because sometimes there are two attractive options at the same time.

There are things I don’t understand.  In the trade show are there is a set which is lit by one of the lighting companies, and a model working.  People are splayed out all around the area taking advantage of the situation to take pictures.  I don’t know why.  What do they think they can do with a photo of a model on a set?

Here are the people:

And here is the model and the set:

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She’s beautiful, the set is interesting, and I don’t think I’ll show this photo to anyone to prove what a great photographer I am.

This evening there was a party, and Scott Kelby, the big mooha of this organization got to perform with his band.  Scott started out in life as a drummer and guitar player, then took up photography, then started teaching Photoshop and now seems to do everything all at once, and do them all well.  His band, Big Electric Cat, may only perform once or twice a year but they sure sounded great tonight.

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That’s Scott to the far right on keyboards.

Naturally, in a room full of camera nerds there were thousands of pictures taken–at a normal concert you can’t get close to the band, you can’t bring a big camera in, you just use your phone for low quality videos.  Here, lots of middle aged dentists with high end photo gear got to be concert photogs for a night, with no restrictions like “three songs only”.

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Apparently there was one pizza store executive who had some fun in the same vein.

 

After Big Electric Cat, some of the Photoshop World instructors who are also musicians got on stage to jam a bit, and I took these photos of my favorite instructor, Rick Sammon.  I once came to Orlando for a weekend just to take a day-long class from him, and will take two of his classes here

This event is great–lots of fun, professionally executed and so much to learn.  I’m glad David and I are here, and I hope to be a better photographer when we get finished.

Peet’s at half the price

Claudia took me for a walk in downtown Walnut Creek Sunday because there might be somebody who hasn’t petted her yet.

Along the way we stumbled into the Capitol One cafe, which seems to be a Peet’s coffee, except that if you pay with a Capitol One credit card everything is half price.   Since I have one of those cards, this seemed like a good idea.

Getting my extra large Iced Chai latte and a muffin, I sat down to survey the place.  There are plenty of normal tables, one large high table with outlets for computers and chargers, and 3 guys in Capitol One t-shirts running around.  Since they weren’t serving coffee or cleaning up, I had to figure out what they are doing.  So I asked one.

His name was Bud.  He says he’s a banker, although I’ve never met a banker working in a T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. Apparently, and you would never know this from the outside, they consider this location a bank, albeit one with no tellers, no cash and no security.  The Peet’s is just a come on, or an amenity, or something, to get you to lend them money (because that’s what banks do, borrow your money at low interest in a checking account and then lend it back to you at high interest on a mortgage or credit card).

They don’t deal in cash, that’s passé. You can make deposits from your phone, shifting money from your current checking account to a money market or CD with Capital Bank.  They promise higher interest, but that’s reasonable because they charge the hell out of you if you have one of their credit cards and are 20 seconds late with a payment.

I can’t say I was persuaded, but I guess they get enough people to make it worth their time to subsidize Peet’s. At least I liked the Chai and everyone liked Claudia.  The couple of bucks I saved will help fund the fees for the last time I forgot to get my payment in on time..

An Improbable Hero

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If you’re a woman, or if you know someone who is, then you need to see the movie RBG,  This magnificent documentary follows the life and career of Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Associate Justice of the US Supreme Court and a feminist hero for all time.

A brilliant girl from Brooklyn, RBG graduated Cornell and entered Harvard Law at a time when there were only 9 women out of a class of 525.  Her talents got her on the law review as a sophomore, but when she graduated, (from Columbia, after following her husband to New York), she could not get a job because of her gender.

There followed a lifetime achievement, with a strong emphasis on sexual discrimination law.  RBG argued successfully in front of the Supreme Court at a young age, and continued to push the boundaries of the law.

Appointed to the Federal Bench, and then to the Supreme Court, approved 96-3 in the Senate, RBG has been a strong force on the Court, striving to achieve consensus with a soft voice and a strong mind.  Although she and Antonin Scalia were polar opposites in political thought, they were strong friends away from work.

This movie is a quiet documentary, certain to be in the running for an Academy Award.  We see RBG as this tiny woman in a huge chair without knowing the enormous power of her mind and her abilities to reason and resolve issues.  Go see this movie and be prepared to be amazed at the powerhouse that is Notorious RGB.