Alden Lane Fall Festival 2026

This past Sunday, October 11th, Frank, Alex and I went to Alden Lane Nursery's annual Fall Festival. We enjoyed a leisurely low-key stroll on a beautiful day that felt more like spring than autumn. At the entrance we availed ourselves of the photo opportunities near the painted cow and the growth chart. Alex clutches the map and entry brochure throughout our visit. He is obsessed with these orientation papers like the playbills at shows or song lists at concerts, which seem to add extensively to his tactile enjoyment of the experience.

One of the advertised attractions fro the festival was a petting zoo, happening only for a limited time window within the afternoon. The petting zoo turned out to be a few 4H members with a chicken and a bunny. Alex liked the bunny.

Some of the carvings we say hello to each visit to the nursery are a gnome and a giant squirrel.

One of the highlights of the festival is the scarecrow building contest. It is fun looking at all the entries. Alex posed near Farmer Rick and Frank posed near Dolly Parton. Others were equally clever such as one by a boy scout troop and one representing the three head monster form Harry Potter fame. Hagrid's Fluffy is based on the Hades three headed beast names Cerberus who falls fast asleep whenever he hears music or a harp playing. Note the harp at the base. There were other rows of scarecrows scattered throughout the nursery

We took some time to sit a bit and listen to the music of a local folk band. I did not recognize any of the songs but enjoyed them anyway. The weather was positively gorgeous as can be seen from the flag waving in the cloudless blue sky.

One of the buildings at the nursery housed a rose show. I was impressed with how many varieties there are, not to mention how many different colors within those varieties. When I got home I looked up the classifications.

• Hybrid Teas: Classic, large, high-centered flowers borne singly on long, upright stems.
• Floribundas: Compact bushes that produce large, continuous clusters of smaller flowers.
• Grandifloras: Taller, vigorous plants that cross Hybrid Teas and Floribundas, bearing large blooms in small clusters.
• Miniature Roses: True roses bred to stay small and compact, usually reaching 15 to 30 inches tall with tiny flowers.
• Climbing Roses: Vigorous plants with long, flexible canes designed to train up trellises, walls, or fences.
• Old-Fashioned Roses (Old Garden Roses): Historic varieties that existed before 1867, noted for their intense fragrance and full, double blooms.

At random hidden spots throughout, were small vignettes to remind it is the autumn season. California may not have the riotous foliage display of New England but it has its own beauty in another way and fantastic weather to go with it. Pumpkins and gourds and purple tones abound in rustic displays

After we left the nursery we went to Loard's for ice cream sundaes. Alex positively devoured a black and white, which for him is a scoop of chocolate ice cream a scoop of vanilla ice cream and lots of whip cream. We leave off the nuts and the cherry, afraid Alex might choke on them. I leave those off my own sundae also out of preference, so I do not feel like I am denying him. The hot fudge sauce...? There is a tiny twinge of guilt there. We also left off the hot fudge sauce  — in self defense. There are no pictures of Alex eating the Sundae. I was too busy trying to minimize my own accumulating level of stickiness  since I was seated next to Alex. Had the hot fudge been there as well, the stickiness challenges would have been insurmountable. I was glad that the only syrupiness I had to deal with was my own. Alex seemed no less happy, sans sauce — a win-win for sure! The treat was a sweet finale to a easy-going seasonal outing.

51st Anniversary

Sunday, September 27th, was Frank's and my 51st wedding anniversary. The Saturday night before we remarked how we had absolutely no plans and that was perfectly OK. Unbeknownst to me he got early up before me Sunday morning and snuck out to the store. He pointed out how difficult it is to get a card for 51 years so he did the best he could by modifying a card.

I came down the stairs looking for him and intercepted him coming in from the garage. He told me to go sit in the living room because he was not finished "setting up". Here is what he set up. Frank says when we were first dating he got me red roses since they mean love. He rationalized that since both he and are are a bit faded now, he got me pink roses instead because they are a paler version of red. In the pink striped box are my favorite donuts, French crullers. Frank had the bakery section of the grocery store write on the cake. Our wedding album is at the bottom of the photo. In the center of the table is our scrapbook that he made during our dating years. Why the bananas? In my aging years they have become critical for my health and Frank wanted to make sure I had enough for my daily needs and at the correct stage of ripeness. Romance also has a practical side to it.

The scrapbook Frank made for us is just above the wedding album. It is open to my 21st birthday. Note that the rose I am holding there is red. The cover of the scrapbook is silkscreened from a set of computer punch cards. Now that really dates the relationship.

We normally take our son Alex bowling on Sundays but the alley had a tournament this week and we would not have been able to go until late afternoon. Instead, I went online and located a cell phone directed scavenger hunt in our hometown of Livermore. Afterwards, I recreated the route we took, counterclockwise starting at the red dot where the car was parked, using MapMyWalk.com. It was generated from memory so there may be a few inaccuracies. The total distance as calculated by the app was 1.28 miles.

The hunt took us to historic buildings in Livermore then asked challenge questions about what we had seen on the plaques. The first site was the building near the flag pole that used to house the Independent newspaper. Called the Bank of Italy, Unfortunately my selfie skills showed little of the building but the phot does prove that Frank, Alex and I were there.

Our next stop was the Muse and Mane Hair Salon. The significance of that business is the building that houses it, the Bernal Building. The plaque  had interesting facts about early history, such as it was built with bricks salvaged from the Livermore Brewery.

Our third stop was Carnegie Park, the green area on the route map. Central to the park is the Carnegie building that once was Livermore's first library and has a gazebo for outdoor concerts. In the surrounding paved area I located a Livermore-made brick. The hunt instruction told us to make sure we stretch at this point. Alex and Frank complied. I did too but there is no picture to document that. It is hard to simultaneously selfie and stretch.

 Next stop on the hunt was the Veteran's Memorial on Fifth and L Streets. I photographed Frank posed at the corner near the flagpole. Frank photographed Alex and me executing an honorary salute as instructed by the hunt. 

The next stop on the hunt was to locate murals in Downtown Livermore. The area was very busy as this particular Sunday was Nostalgia Day for Livermore and the streets for a about a three-block by four-block area had classic cars parked all along them. I took a photo for our son Dan of a particularly striking Corvette since he likes those. One definite advantage of Nostalgia Day is that the streets were closed off to traffic, leaving pedestrians free rein to roam wherever, not having to pay attention to traffic lights or walk signs, or even having the freedom to diagonal across streets safely as they pleased.

We decide at this point we'd had enough of the hunt and wanted to take a break. We all had sundaes at Loard's Ice Cream. Afterward we walked back to the car and drove Alex back home to San Ramon.

Once home we chilled for a couple hours and turned on recorded football. That cake was calling to us and we rationalized it had been about four hours since the ice cream, so not too soon to commemorate our 51st anniversary by cutting the cake.

Frank had bought the cake because he liked all the colors on top. He did not know what flavor it was, only that it was pretty. I read the label describing the cake as Chocolate Enrobed Mousse Cake, which I had never heard of. I googgled it and AI informed me that

A chocolate enrobed mousse cake is a rich dessert featuring light chocolate mousse layered with sponge cake and completely coated in a smooth chocolate glaze, ganache, or icing.

We do not know what it was, but it was certainly GOOD — no glaze, no ganache, no chocolate icing, no chocolate at all. It was full of surprises, just like 51 years of marriage.

The SpongeBob Musical

Sunday, August 2nd, Frank and I and Alex went to see The SpongeBob Musical at our local Bankhead Theatre in Livermore. The oceanic backdrop in the lobby helped to get us in the undersea mood. The stage was illuminated in the blues and greens you would expect for an underwater habitat.

We were sitting right behind the rail and there was a Pirate warming up the audience. He claimed to be SpongeBob's #1 fan. I was also bemused that the child in a lower row was wearing a yellow sponge costume.

Alex got comfortable  in his seat and settled in with his program. Frank had to climb over him to get to his adjacent seat.

I knew very little about SpongeBob SquarePants... other than that he "lives in a pineapple under the sea". I studied briefly (very briefly) the night before on Wikipedia. It is amazing how little I know about a series that is in its 17th season and has been renewed for an 18th and a 19th season. SpongeBob SquarePants is the longest-running American children's animated series. Only one song was vaguely familiar to me, the theme song. Lest you forget, (or maybe never knew) you can here it at this YouTube link to refresh your memory. Another quick scan of the musical summary on Wikipedia revealed that the plot is of a "save the world" intensity. An erupting volcano threatens to obliterate the neighborhood of Bikini Bottom but can SpongeBob SquarePants and his friends save the day? 

How was the show? The costumes were super colorful, creative, funny, tongue-in-cheek, and widely varied. The action was non-stop, hectic, acrobatic, and chaotic in a sea of splashes and crashes of extremely clever sound effects amid boisterous singing. The sardines was a half dozen kids in shocking neon pink moving in perfect unison, crammed together. What a crack-up! The science was awesome; only a brilliant scientific mind could invent an eruptor interrupter. There were many musical numbers, both melodious and cantankerous. The only problem was that Frank and I understood only about 10% of the lyrics at best. Alex laughed and clapped his enjoyment throughout; he could not have cared less about the absence of diction. His reaction made our going a complete success. Here is the list of songs. I suppose I could research them but why? I get the gist from the titles alone.

Once out in the lobby after the show we looked at two posters of cast photos. I was looking to capture a good picture of the squid character, but I could not succeed from either of the posters. I offer these images I pulled off the internet instead. The way the performer danced and cavorted around on his four legs tentacles was a hoot! 

Before we left, I had Alex and Frank pose for an under the sea photo. If you look near the bottom by Frank's knee you can see SpongeBub SquarePants' pineapple home. We did not know what to expect from this show but it did not disappoint. Successful outing accomplished!

John and Marita Visit

Our previously local friends moved to southern California a couple years ago and they came up north for a visit June 18-23. We had a great time. John and Marita arrived Thursday 6/18 evening and we saw them again on Friday 6/19, Sunday 6/21 and Monday 6/22. We kept the food and the activities low key, relaxing and enjoying our time spent together.

Costco to the rescue for our meals. We had Chicken al Fresco one night, Stuffed Bell Peppers the next night, and, on a third night we ate leftovers from each of those other dinners calling it "a night to remember". I only needed to add rice, or a salad, or fruit, to round out the meals.

We had planned a local Chinese restaurant, the Yin Yin for our Monday night meal, only to learn they were closed on Monday's. Oh well, that was poor planning on my part. But we recovered on the fly with plan B, not as elegant but satisfying, fast, and easy. Marita and I hopped in the car and drove out to get an assortment from Panda Express.

Snacks were not at all overlooked — Costco to the rescue again. Some snacks were even healthy! All the peaches from the flat were delicious, the best I have had the past several seasons. Often times grocery store peaches are the right color and soft enough but they rot rather than ripen fully. These were awesome, sweet and just the right texture.

We watched some television. John and Marita recommended the movie Holiday in the Wild. They had already seen it but were willing to watch again with us. They urged us to find it and turn it on via Netflix (where it was free, by the way). The Africa and elephant scenes were amazing and well worth the time invested watching. I recommend it.

Frank and John had a lunch date on Monday with their colleagues from the lab, aka The Beam Boys, where they watched the classic movie Dr. Strangelove. The six guys ordered in pizza and there was a popcorn cook off for the connoisseurs comparing different recipes and techniques. The popcorn cooked in avocado oil and drenched in butter won.

John and Frank also bonded over watching YouTube. As evidenced in the photo, both employed their habitual watching techniques. There is companionship even in slumber. Marita and I finished off a 500 piece jigsaw puzzles while the guys "took a break" and "relaxed".

We assembled several puzzles during their visit: one with 500 pieces and two with 300 pieces each.  All were Ravensburger and large-pieces format that went together like a dream.

We played a few round, of Rummikub, some just with Marita and me (while the guys "watched" YouTube), and other rounds with all four of us. We modify the game to include a 3-D version. Our set is a Target exclusive that has four different wild card jokers: regular joker, double joker, mirror joker, and color change joker. Per the rules, the player who gets rid of all his tiles first is the winner. We play that when someone becomes tile-less, we all work together to see if now, with what is on the table, we can all go out. We all agree this final skirmish is the most fun and challenging part of the game.

We spent  most of the time talking and enjoying being together. John and Frank are the same age and Marita and I are within one year of each other so we all have a lot in common and share the challenges of the "golden years". We tried to repeatedly steer the topic away from the "Organ Recital" (health issue discussions) common among the elderly. We were moderately successful. We were never short on topics of mutual interest, and we laughed a lot. Here is a cute poem about the "golden years".

I cannot see, I can not pee.

I cannot chew, I cannot screw.

My memory shrinks, my hearing stinks.

No sense of smell, I look like hell.

The golden years are here at last.

The golden years can kiss my ass.

And one final joke to end this blog post:

A senior citizen was talking to his friend about getting married. "Yep!" he said, "I finally found someone." His friend asked, "Is she a good cook?" The man replied, "Naw, she can't cook." "Well, is she wealthy?" "Nope, poor as a mouse." Exasperated, his friend asked, "Then why on earth are you marrying her?" The man beamed, "Because she can still drive!"