Am totally thrilled. My first published travel piece is appearing on Trazzler, an online travel site. They ran a contest on Mendocino County. How perfect is that? I wrote three pieces, but the one on City of 10,000 Buddhas is the one they chose to put on their permanent archive. Someone else won the contest, but that’s OK. The other person did a terrific job and I am glad for them. In the meanwhile, here is my entry:
In July, I had a rare opportunity to witness a Buddhist ceremony at the City of 10,000 Buddhas, located in Talmage. Click on the link below for the full story on the Liberation of the Animals.
Over the last 18 months, The City of 10,000 Buddhas has become my “go to” place for serenity. Located in Talmage, California near Ukiah, it is an easy ride north from my home in Sonoma County. In spite of my naturally social nature, I tend to go to the City of 10,000 Buddhas alone, finding that the peaceful drive up the 101 to The City already sets the tone for a contemplative experience. While there, I walk the grounds and look at the organic gardens. I spend some time in the reading room and incense scented Jeweled Hall of 10,000 Buddhas. Sometimes I have lunch at the vegetarian restaurant, Jyun Kang. When I head back home, I am at peace.
Our 4th of July adventures continued after our night in Fort Bragg. Click on the link below for the full story.
After our night in Fort Bragg, we headed seven miles south to the small town of Mendocino. It was 4th of July morning, clear and warm, unusual for this coastal town. After a hot cup of tea for me and coffee for Teresa at Moody’s, a local cafe, we went to explore. The whole town was setting up for an afternoon parade. Flags and bunting were out and flapping in the breeze.
Our adventures began when we left Eureka for Fort Bragg. On the way up north on US CA 101, I had seen a sign pointing out a shortcut to Fort Bragg, so I figured we would take that on our way to the Mendocino Coast. Plus Teresa had her GPS system, so what really could go wrong?
Check out this recent article about Boontling by Jemetha Clark Cosgrove of The Backyard Traveler (http://traveler.blogs.petaluma360.com/author/jemetha). Here’s a teaser – click on the links at the end for the entire article, including glossary:
Boontling refers to the language (ling) of Boonville (Boont). Based on English it was an elaborate jargon that made the people of Boonville unintelligible to even the residents of Philo, just six miles away. It most likely started from young men working in the hops fields as a way to have private conversations amongst other people and, more specifically, to freely use nonch harpin’s (objectionable or “dirty” words). In the forty years (1880-1920) that the language was prevalent it spread through much of the community. It wasn’t considered “proper” in formal places like church but it was spoken so much that some Boonters (speakers of Boontling) had a hard time speaking plain English on command.