Sacred Land!
I am amazed how tickled I am to be home. I feel like a little crab, scuttling about, putting everything back in place. Wind in the Willows is one of my favorite books. I am reminded of when Mole returns to his home. I am tickled pink, blue, yellow, red, orange, green, and purple.
We drove a great deal yesterday through all different climates, from 50 degrees in Dillon Beach where the fog was in, to 90 in Occidental. We ate in Valley Ford, as Point Reyes Station dining spots were full on a Saturday night. What we saw is how varied California is. You can find whatever you want, though the common denominator through the whole area, is happy, contented cows. In Hinduism, cows are revered as sacred. We were in a temple, in every way!
We drove a great deal yesterday through all different climates, from 50 degrees in Dillon Beach where the fog was in, to 90 in Occidental. We ate in Valley Ford, as Point Reyes Station dining spots were full on a Saturday night. What we saw is how varied California is. You can find whatever you want, though the common denominator through the whole area, is happy, contented cows. In Hinduism, cows are revered as sacred. We were in a temple, in every way!