Skies blue, sun rising and the temperatures again warm. My turns to shorts and t-shirts. Second cup of coffee.
Buster sits on the beach with Shorty and Diego howling at the pelicans that float just beyond an easy reach.
The birds twitter bouncing tree to tree. It feels like springtime, but it’s only the 4th day of February.
Dinner last night at 1697, Norma and Kirnin’s wonderful restaurant on the plaza. We drank red wine with Alexander Ogilvie, our friend and owner of Loreto Realty. Pizza and pasta. Warm tables close together against the evening chill. Dee Wise comes in for dinner. I haven’t had the chance to spend any time with her.
Why am I never here long enough?