Tag Archives: Transit

Dead End

Posted on September 9, 2023 by sputterpub

“No Outlet” read the sign I passed last week.Before I saw its front, I tried to guessits words. I backtracked just to get a peek,expecting “Not a Thru Street” I confess.When I was young, the wording was unique –so “Cul-de-Sac” … Continue reading →

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Traffic Monitors

Posted on August 15, 2023 by sputterpub

My mood was good already, but it rosea little higher when I saw the birds –two pigeons gazing roadward in a posesuggesting they were monitors of cars.They perched, wings folded, steel beneath their toes,and seemed when traffic passed them to … Continue reading →

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Sisters and Bend

Posted on July 17, 2023 by sputterpub

We looked at quilts and beadwork Saturday.Although our time included other sights,the textile work and woman-craft held sway,and influenced our thinking several nights.It didn’t make me want to sew the wayit may have pushed her to creative heights,but it was … Continue reading →

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Opting Out

Posted on July 16, 2023 by sputterpub

I didn’t sleep enough last night, althoughI walked eleven thousand steps before.For that and time alone, I opted “no,”when offered wheels to bike the river shore.I stretched and then I gladly locked the door,eliminated waste and travel grit,relaxed and wrote … Continue reading →

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Transit Sightings

Posted on July 12, 2023 by sputterpub

Ahead of me, a woman walks uphill.She’s dressed for exercise, with phone to ear.She angles leftward toward the street, untilshe nears the curb, and then she turns to veerto right and plodding on her way, proceedszigzagging up the street. I … Continue reading →

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Mountain Flyby

Posted on May 29, 2023 by sputterpub

I aim to spot Mt. Shasta when I flyfrom SFO to PDX, or back.I pick a starboard window north and try,or portside when we’re on the southern tack.If clouds permit there’s candy for my eye –the peak’s alone – sightseeing … Continue reading →

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The Decline of BART

Posted on May 2, 2023 by sputterpub

I used to ride BART to the city and backfour work days or more every week,preferring the last car, where crowding was slack,employing an end seat technique,enjoying my privacy, able to viewwhose ride was proceeding near mine.But that was the … Continue reading →

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Muni Metro Benches

Posted on April 15, 2023 by sputterpub

They made the Muni seats too deep or high.I see a lot of passengers whose heelsdon’t reach the floor when sitting back. Now whydid some committee choose to so construct?Although the rides are short, most riders Iexamine are of shorter … Continue reading →

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Plane Snax

Posted on March 28, 2023 by sputterpub

So used to mini-pretzels and the sweetof Netherlands, they gave me a surprise –a choice of little packages, completewith popcorn or new crackers met my eyes.I chose two crisps of quinoa snack to eat.They weren’t bad, and though I don’t … Continue reading →

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Caldera Lake

Posted on March 25, 2023 by sputterpub

I try to spot Mt Shasta when I flyfrom SFO to PDX – half-wayit makes my milestone. I couldn’t spyits loftiness in yesterday’s display.The sky was clear, but so much snowfall laybelow our path, the mountain didn’t stakeits usual command … Continue reading →

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