Charles M. Schulz - Sonoma County Airport by Nancy Terhaar
In March of 2000, the Sonoma County Board of Supervisors voted to change the Sonoma County Airport’s name to Charles M. Schulz – Sonoma County Airport. This airport is located at Santa Rosa, CA. The name change was in honor of the famous “Peanuts” comic strip cartoonist who lived for many years in Sonoma County, leaving a lasting legacy with his beloved characters’ whimsical antics. Mr. Schulz and his family have made many positive contributions to Sonoma County including the Snoopy Home Ice Arena and Charles M. Schulz Museum.
In 2011, my husband, Ron, and our friend, Frank Fitzgerald, flew in their homebuilt airplane, RV-816RF, to Santa Rosa for some business that Frank had there. Ron came home wearing a t-shirt he bought at the Charles M. Schulz – Sonoma County Airport, and that gave me the inspiration for this hooked postcard.
Golden was hooked by Laurie Wiles from Edmonton, Canada. As her inspiration she used a photograph taken on a trip to California in 2011. She writes about her decision to hook the Golden Gate
I finally decided to use the picture I took of the Golden Gate Bridge, the first day I arrived. It is so big and beautiful!!!! I hope people will recognize the bridge and love it as much as I do.
Well, I certainly love it as much. In fact, when I was a kid the first time my family drove across the border into California we sang….
California, Here I Come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers
Bloom in the spring
Each morning at dawning
Birdies sing at everything
A sunkissed miss said, “Don’t be late!”
That’s why I can hardly wait
Open up that golden gate
California, Here I Come
Then every time we left the State and returned we sang “California Here I Come” as we reentered the State. Even as an adult I sing this song (either out loud or in my head) coming into the State. The Golden Gate Bridge came to represent coming home to me. I’ve always loved seeing it, although the first time I saw it I was disappointed because I thought it would be gold, not red. Now, I can’t imagine it being any other color. I know the Golden Gate represents many things to many people, but for me it means coming home.
Laurie hooked Golden in bold, bright colors. She used embroidery floss for the cables between the towers. Her rendition illuminates the grandeur of the Golden Gate in all its glory. Thank you, Laurie, for your contribution to Postcards from California.
Gerri Shaw sends us a postcard of the Monterey Pine.
The Pacific Coast around Monterey has many of these trees hanging on to cliffs looking over the ocean. This scene was created from my memories of driving along the coast road going south towards Carmel.
Wikipedia tells us that
Pinus radiata is a species of pine native to Central Coast of California, in three very limited areas located in Santa Cruz, Monterey Peninsula (Monterey), and San Luis Obispo Counties.
It is fitting that in just four short weeks we will be gathering on the Monterey Peninsula at Asilomar Conference Center celebrating fiber art. I hope to see and, thanks to Gerri, identify many Monterey Pines.
Ripe Fig designed and hooked by Cai King of Fresno, California
Cai dedicated Ripe Fig to her husband
For my husband Daniel-
Thanks for the bountiful love & the countless miles we’ve walked together exploring the world.
Cai King writes about her Fresno, CA neighborhood–it’s history, personal observations, and anecdotes. Her words speak for themselves…..Enjoy!
I live in an area of California that figuratively and literally is the “Fruit Basket of the World.” Harvests from vast acres of the San Joaquin Valley have made their way to all corners of the globe since the turn of the 20th century and the invention of refrigeration. My own little corner—well actually, cul-de-sac—of this modern garden of Eden was once part of a 12,000 acre fig orchard in Fresno that has slowly been carved away at to build subdivisions that provide, for people like me with less hearty farmer-stock DNA, a touch of Greenspace and a sense of heritage. Fig Garden, or “Old Fig,” as you’ll hear Fresnans call it is one of my most favorite areas to walk. Besides the cycles of citrus that mark the time of year, the sharp aroma of eucalyptus, the historic homes, and profusion of rose hues, you can find the proverbial, albeit mostly neglected, fig trees quietly repeating their destiny to ‘go forth and prosper.’ I once heard one of Fresno’s better known chefs remark that in New York he would find figs lovingly wrapped and nestled in individual tissue paper for sale for $3.00 each while at home in Fresno countless figs lay squished on the sidewalk. Ahhhh, Fresno!
California’s state flower grows wild all over the state and in the springtime the hills are ablaze with golden orange color. Gerri Shaw from San Jose designed and hooked our state flower in sharp contrast to the golden hills that represent our state for most of the year. Our rainy season is short and we see green hills for only a few months in the winter and early spring.
I took a second picture of this postcard in our garden beside a California poppy that is growing there now. The green vegetation that you see in the photo is an actual California poppy.
Hooked poppy among the poppies.
Here’s what Gerri wrote
I have thought of hooking California poppies for a long time, but didn’t find a design I wanted to hook until now. Inspired by the California Scenic Highways road signs, my poppy is backed by the sunny blue skies and golden hills that are so common here in California. The light and shadows on the hills, with the oaks tucked into the valleys have a unique beauty, especially when the sun is low.
The next postcard comes to us all the way from Sherwood Park in Alberta, Canada. It is most appropriate for me since I just returned from Christmas in Oahu, Hawaii. I (almost) feel a little disloyal to California saying that, but this “Glorious Sunset” postcard reminds me of some Oahu scenes that are still flooding my senses. Cec Caswell, a fiber artist renowned for her use of vibrant colors, does not disappoint us with her interpretation of a sunset that could be found in “anywhere, CA.”
In Cec’s words:
I am a stranger to the beautiful State of California. Alas, I have always imagined glorious sunsets, beautiful beaches and palm trees swaying in the breeze.
This hooking is my fantasy of a State that I’ve always wanted to visit.
Cec’s “Glorious Sunset” postcard reminds me of Southern California beaches, although it could be found around Santa Barbara and the Central Coast too. Maybe even as far north as Santa Cruz.