apple trees

Thursday night, solar lights in the garden.

beacon

Saturday post Outside Lands music festival: we’re all going home.

drive through open

Happy New Year from somewhere in Nevada.

snowpiercer

Spotted: a slow-moving train in Nevada.

serenade

On a recent Saturday trip to Chinatown we crossed paths with a brass band playing on the side of the street, a litter of paper swirling on the pavement around them. It was the Green Street Mortuary Band, finishing their accompaniment of a morning funeral procession. The band’s modern incarnation is part of a long history of Chinese-American funeral tradition in San Francisco (of which I knew only a little before going down this internet rabbit hole).

Guiding Our Dead, Saving our Spirit: The Cost of Being Chinatown’s Mortuary Band

Dignity, Honor, Respect - A Spirit’s Last Journey with the Green Street Mortuary Band

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Near Green River, Utah.