Tom and I drove up the coast to Sea Ranch. There was a little store by the gas station in Valley Ford––The Wool Mill––that sold things made of wool. Bedding, clothing, rugs, cupcakes. |
Tom only took four computers on vacation this time. I took my watercolors instead of my computer and painted like crazy. |
We entered the woods. |
We walked along the trail that runs for ten miles by the ocean. |
The Sea Ranch Lodge is a very nice place to stay. But we had to stay in a house because Tom wanted to cook. |
There was jazz Thursday night at the lodge. The singer reminded me a little bit of Mose Allison. |
I love the colors in the dressing rooms. |
There's a tiny sauna for women at the top of the steps. There's a bigger one for girls and boys downstairs, and that's the one we used. |
This is the house where we stayed. There's a great little shop in Gualala that sells Marimekko, and Tom bought me a new dress. |
And don't faint, but here's my new Marimekko apron. I wear it not to cook in, but to clean up after other people cook––and to paint in. |
We did miles of walking. Here's a poem the Cricket read to me about walking when we were at Lake Tahoe. |
On our very last day it rained. We hadn't seen or heard rain in so long, we were stunned. |
When I texted msmasmushly about the rain, she wrote back, "Oooooooh - fireplace going?" Is she not a genius? Tom immediately built a fire and I texted back, "Of course!" |
Lots of watercoloring done by the end of the week. |
Back home again on our own beach. Tell me again: Why did we go on vacation? |