My husband is away for a few weeks, so I have to hold down the fort. However, I have decided to make it a productive two weeks. That is to say, I have decided to clean out the fridge, which also includes the freezer. Why can this not be done when my husband is home? […]
…….Well maybe not. Last week my brother-in-law passed away. Death is always very sad. It can be ameliorated by age or circumstance, perhaps, but it is still a parting, an emptiness, that only the one who has passed, can fill. It helps, though, to focus on the positives. I am happy to say that he
Our last two stops before heading home were Santa Barbara and Marina Del Rey – polar opposites!! Santa Barbara was beautiful. We could walk from our inn to the beach and beyond to the pier. The buildings were low-rise, adobe-style, with palm trees everywhere. No one had built on the beach side of the road,
We ended our trip to San Francisco with a drive along Highway 1 to LA. We took our time and stayed at a few pretty places along the way. Carmel was our first stop. Again, years ago, we stayed here for an overnight. It’s hard to resist streets of lovely boutiques, great restaurants and quaint
No trip to San Francisco is complete without a side trip to the wine valleys. Years ago we spent a week or so travelling through both the Sonoma and Napa valleys, staying at lovely inns, buying lunches from famous delis and picnicking in vineyards, with a bottle of wine. Decadence, thy name maybe, California. This
I mentioned in an earlier post about biking across the Golden Gate bridge and coasting into sunny Sausalito – made even sunnier with lunch and a tasting tray of local beers. My husband not only bought the lunch, he also bought tickets to return to San Francisco by ferry, bikes and all. Apparently, there is
OK, it’s Thursday, but I promised you a poem from Aimless Love by Billy Collins and here it is. It’s longer than most poems I read, but it says so much about the everyday – Not just every Monday Life through the slats Monday – Billy Collins The birds are in their trees toast is
One of our “must do’s” after leaving San Francisco was to drive the Pacific Coast Highway. This is the iconic Highway 1. It actually begins somewhere in Washington State and travels down, on the very edge of the Coastal mountains, to somewhere south of the Big Sur, where it levels out and coasts, as it
This summer, we decided on a holiday to San Francisco, because my daughter wanted to go there. My husband and I had been before, but that was well over thirty years ago, so it was time for another visit. Usually when we travel in a group, each of us decides on one thing that we
I like cities with streets that form a grid. That is, the streets cross each other at right angles, so you have a very predictable lay out and getting lost can be easily corrected, if you know what I mean. Lombard St Toronto is based on a grid system and so is San Francisco. Unfortunately,
