In the past couple years I’ve turned down not one, but TWO San Francisco-based job offers. I don’t quite regret it, as the time just wasn’t quite right for such a big move, but I do sometimes find myself drifting into daydream land, thinking about living in California. If the money situation could be figured out properly, I could see the Bay Area being a terribly agreeable place to live.
Tiny house under construction in Oakland, CA. Submitted by Matt Wolpe.
Two Saturdays ago I spent the day poking around Hermosa Beach. It was a gorgeous sunny day: almost chilly in the shade with the sea breeze, warm and pleasantly toasty in the sunshine.
The Pacific Ocean is quite green here:
I like tile.
There were lots of flies on the beach, but I was happy anyway.
West Coast, I do like you.
Miss Minty
Seals barking at the Portofino Hotel in Redondo Beach.
Someday, somehow, I will own dirt, preferably in zone 6 or better (better = warmer). And I will plant beautiful perennials in that dirt. Until then, I will snap envious iPhone pictures of other lucky folks’ beautiful perennials.
These are all from Redondo Beach.
This is a bird-of-paradise…but some cultivar I’ve never seen before. The whole plant was about 14 feet tall, and the flowers were enormous:
Call me nerdy, but I get really excited about interesting groundcovers:
I saw so many beautiful rose bushes with HUGE roses:
There are jasmine bushes everywhere:
Miss Minty
Thanks to a quickly-finished training session with a new client Friday, I’ve had the better part of two days to poke around Redondo and Hermosa Beaches. The weather has been positively amazing…I love how different the West Coast air feels.
These photos are all from Redondo Beach.
The hotel was right by a marina…see the boat out the window of the lobby?
The view from the pool area. There’s a seal refuge just over that stone-pile breaker wall and they bark constantly.
At the pier/concrete boardwalk thing:
I made sure to get plenty of vitamin D…Peanut needs it. Yep.
I do love being able to use non-Monopoly money and my phone’s data plan when I cross the border. Any place in the US feels a little bit more like home, now.
Miss Minty