On the bike path by the bogs. Chilly, but very peaceful.
Leaving San Fran
Got up at 4:00am to make an earlier flight home. Here’s the sunrise from the Jet Blue gate.
A Coast of a Different Color
Since I’m still on east coast time, I was up and out at daybreak. Wandering through any amusement park during off-hours is evocative, and the Santa Cruz Boardwalk didn’t disappoint. It was just the cleaning crews, gulls and me. So captivating to be able to look at it and really see, some vignettes large and some subtle. Here’s what caught my eye:
On the thirteenth day of Xmas (because some years deserve just a little extra), my true love gave to me…
…a trip to sunny, warm Santa Cruz, CA for a family reunion.
…and a partridge in a pear tree.
Holiday elves mixed up the images – the 12th day post yesterday was supposed to be a partridge in a pear tree.
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