Bad Knees Travel,

One must always be open to a new adventure. Today I took one of my usual walks around the lake at Riverfront Park . I have blogged on this park before and it is one of my regular walks. Please note that the photos in this adventure are not my own.  My camera was not at hand, and I don't post photos of children unless it is with very specific permission. It was lovely, just after the rain yesterday. Lots of birds, not much people. Walking all the way around the lake is usually impossible in rainy times, but with the drought and all the creek was not a problem. On the way to the car park, I walked thru the picnic area, I was not surprised to see a group of people playing volley ball, a church group as it turns out. What was less typical was that they were from India or Pakistan. (My discernment was not good enough to decipher which, but it was both as it turns out.) The church is a Krishna group from Milpitas, about an hour and a half from here. The taller people were playing

A Trip and A Journey Note: Not all of these photos are mine. and if you want to get passed all of my verbiage, just go to the video at the bottom As I transition from a boothie to an origami artist, I decided that as I aspire to gain a foothold in this new discipline that I need to do the senbazuru, to make a thousand cranes in a year.  I started this trip on the winter solstice. With luck, I will finish by the next winter solstice. I am afraid that I cannot claim any virtue in keeping up with the schedule I set for myself. This is the story of how the journey can remind one about what is really important. The crane has been with me for most of my adult life.  Not the only one, but crane will often appear when I need reminding, or refocusing. When I was in high school, a flock of Blue Herons nested in trees near my house.  They are noisy. They will not be ignored.  I saw a TV show on Sand Cranes and how they were facing extinction. Hunting was being blamed, but DDT and habitat destruct