Not sure why keeping this up-to-date is getting so difficult. It's hard to blog while driving from SF to LA. And then there were a bunch of followups on the repair work at my mom's house.
But despite the rain last Tuesday night, the morning had cloudy sunshine.
And walking along the boardwalk in Cambria was spectacular.
The rain that was predicted hadn't arrived yet.
There was a steady supply of waves roaring toward the shore. If you ever consider a stopover between LA and SF, I highly recommend a hotel along Moonstone beach. It's off the main highway and the Boardwalk offers magnificent, life affirming views and sounds.
The birds were enjoying it too. And part of my delay was me remembering how I used to play around with my photos before putting them up, and so I dabbled with Photopea - a free online program that is very close to photoshop.
But we had to move along to get to LA before five to turn in the rental car. But we did have sun most of the way. Everything was significantly greener than when we'd driven up this way.
We stopped in Santa Barbara to test the reciprocity between the Anchorage Museum and the Santa Barbara museum of art. Key areas of downtown maintain a Mexican like architectural style. Below is the city hall.
And here's a nearby city parking garage, where parking was free for the first 75 minutes. Since we didn't have too much time, that was perfect.
Then on back to LA where we dropped off the car and found a good vegan restaurant. In LA it was threatening to rain again and but the storm held off for another day, and then we got lots and lots of rain. But we haven't seen any flooding except for the normal rush of water going down the hill the house is own. Had to rescue trash cans that floated down the street.
We did have a Persian dinner the other night with lamb shanks. When I stray from the basically veggie and fish, it should be really worth it. And it was. Looking forward to being back in Anchorage soon.
I'm scrolling back through your past posts -- come across my old town, Santa Barbara. Lived there three years. Fond memories. The last year was in Montecito in a funny one-room-ish shack in the middle of an acre of avocado trees harvested 2X a year by the owner. My new husband & I were "grove-sitting," a presence to ward off poachers, but we could eat any avocados (of any of 5 varieties) that fell to the ground. I hate avocados, but my husband gained a few pounds that year. Then we hightailed it to Canada to avoid the draft when he finished his M.A. degree, in 1966.
ReplyDeleteThat was a long time ago!! Hard to imagine not liking avocados, but then my tongue rejects beets. Thanks for letting me know the pics brought back good memories.
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