Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Let



When I’m not busy socially activisting, I like to peer in the backyards of the rich and unfamous.

Would it were everything that goes to seed looks as beautiful as an old forgotten tennis court. See the Gatsby whites, hear the martini shaker?

“Love?” she asked.

“Yes, it’s love,” he answered.

34 comments:

  1. I've lost the prescription ...

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  2. There are the rich and infamous as well. I wonder how they do with love.

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  3. Ok, we can try:

    Let Go
    Let It Be
    Let It Be Me
    Let Me at Her
    Let Me at Him
    Let Me Outta Here so I can go Eat!

    (Let Me Know what you found in the backyards of Burchard & Miss Beginagain!)

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  4. I was slow to figure out why you called the post "let" and slow to catch on that the photo is of a tennis court. I did eventually pick up on the double meaning of love.

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  5. Where the deuce is this?

    I'm so slow today - last night's meeting went on till late - so I haven't grasped what let refers to. Let me think about it.

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  6. Well I"m truly THE most hopeless romantic in this crazy bunch and I"m sighing wistfully! And add some more olives that martini while you're up!
    V

    PS DAMN good photos KB.

    PSII, Let me at HIm!:)

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  7. I see no fault.

    GG

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  8. Love the lomography look of these photos.

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  9. I've been on one of these old courts in Altadena. Behind the big old pointy-top house on Lake when it was up for sale, before they built that awful apartment building in the front yard.

    Wistful for Gatsby and I never even read it.

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  10. So much romance captured in a couple of images and a handful of words. Just lovely, KB!!

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  11. jesus in green gravel. You gonna write a song to go with that? !!

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  12. Well, this is a sly bit of cleverness. Well done.

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  13. There ain't no cure
    There ain't no cure
    There ain't no cure for love
    - Leonard Cohen

    wv unism
    unism: I believe in the un of existence.

    PS Somebody, call an ambulance and get Miss Julie to the love doctor!!

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  14. What a romantic exchange. I had something just as romantic happen to me 26 years ago... but there is no way I can distill it to such a beautiful simplicity...but then I maybe I don't need to since I married him.

    I was looking at an aerial photo of PV Estates just past Friday and each HOUSE has a spanking NEW (looking) tennis court. What a waste. And I so much prefer your "rich & infamous" (what a great phrase) court to those.

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  15. we in the "Adjacents" have a decaying tennis court (last time I looked) near the loading dock of the Home Depot near Ave 26. It's the oddest thing; which you know I love
    Tash...you worked at the I-Hop nearby. Do you know it? and the history on this one?

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  16. I thought it went.....There aint' no cure for the summertime blues!

    KM,
    Jesus in green gravel? Well splain that one for me.

    And KB, so WHAT happened with the PCC the other night. Did you all leave anyone standing? Inquiring minds want to know.
    V

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  17. Lovely pictures, lovely words, ...but a miserable court.

    Btw: Is Hahamonga the picnic area?

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  18. There seem to be three kinds of Love:

    15-Love, which is what happens in high school.

    30-Love, which is in the prime of life.

    40-Love, which is when you've got the game figured out... maybe

    Why the tennis gods did not recognize 20-Love or any Love over 40 is a mystery.

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  19. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNz-Am3Qm5s

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  20. The melody for the song that became "It's All in the Game" was written in 1912 by Charles G. Dawes, 30th Vice President of the US, under Calvin Coolidge.

    WV: extrocre, which is French for extra credit, which I'm sure I'll get for this tidbit.

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  22. You're a poet, Karin. Love this.

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  23. let it be

    "Council just took the cuts to the grants off the table, and is not moving forward with the deletion of the required 1% of TOT to fund Cultural Affairs!"

    Arts Administrator

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  24. All's fair in love and... tennis! Deuce again.

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  25. Where did that score keeping lingo come from?

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  26. I'm still pondering Cafe's poem, Mr. E's progression of Love, and Jesus in green gravel!!!! with a giggle here and a giggle there....Love the deuces out of this posting AH!!!

    The first photo reminds me of the tennis court Audrey Hepburn stole away to, to meet William Holden, but instead found Humphrey Bogart...and the game of love began to be played!!!!

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