From our house we can see the Grand Princess, anchored in the bay, its quarantined crew waiting to succumb or not succumb to the COVID-19 virus. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition
I’m Barbara Falconer Newhall and I’ve got an incurable Case of the Human Condition. And since you do too, I’m counting on you to laugh and cry along with me as I riff on life as we know it . . . Below you'll read about my creaky, old fifties house, my forays into home gardening, my shopping stories, my spectacularly low-fashion wardrobe -- and more.
Buzz Saw Bliss — Sheltering at Home Day 3
It was loud. It was awful. It was the sound of a buzz saw echoing across the canyon. At last, that bushy old Monterey pine would be gone from our view. Read more.
Sheltering at Home Day 2: Oh, No! Our Porta-Potty Is Gone
Terrible news. They’ve hauled away our porta-potty. Which means that work has ground to a halt on our half-finished house remodel. Read more.
Day One: Self-Isolation — For Us It’s Already Been Two Weeks of Sheltering at Home
Jon and I have been sheltering at home — no Zumba classes for me — for two weeks now. And I have to tell you, it’s no fun. Read more.
Sheltering at Home: Day Zero
The deadly COVID-19 virus is stalking the San Francisco Bay Area and authorities have ordered me and my neighbors to be sheltering at home starting now. Read more.
Where’s Barbara? On Instagram, of Course
Where have I been? On Instagram, of course. So much quicker and easier than writing blog posts. Look for me and lots of photos at @BarbaraFalconerNewhall. Read more.
Over-Wrought Iron — Those Curlicues Had to Go
Those Fifties kitsch geegaws on the stair railing have got to go. That’s what I told myself when Jon and I bought this house back in 1978. Read more.