Buckets of Rain

Goodbye Summer. Yesterday dawned with cool 70ish temps. I put on a long sleeved shirt, but stepped out the door to really high humidity, UGH. I so miss the fall/autumn feel of living in cooler climates. At least we seem to have seen the last of our triple digit summer days. This a.m. I awoke around 2 to the sound of heavy rain and it's been coming down ever since. So the first day of fall may actually be cooler than normal. Yay! Hubster and I always have a laugh over the different ways we determine the weather. He is a weather channel junkie, always knows what's on the radar. I on the other hand, just open the window or the door to see what it feels like outside. Yet another example in the difference in the male and female way of doing things.
I did all my errands yesterday, so I say let it rain, I am having an indoor kind of day. Sorting papers, drinking coffee, still cataloging vacation photos, clipping collage stuff. Cocooning, I like to call it. I may even make today a "pajama day" since I don't have to go out for anything.

Shop Windows Reflected

It's a real challenge to take pics through glass, so I decided to just go with the uncertainty of not knowing what you'll get. Sometimes you get a surprise that you really like. These are a lot of the little shops in Tiburon, the lovely town where I was staying.

Shop directly across from hotel


Closeup of skirt and sweater. Chartreuse and grey, yum! Oh, and me, reflected.


Closeup of other window. Lovely colors as well.


Shop next door to hotel


Shoes for Janet


Horse and assorted things


Paparazzi


Gorgeous green dress by the same designer that did the two in the previous shop.


More of my favorite color green.


Bowl of felted stones. For Pat. I wanted to reach through that window and turn the one oddball around. That tag was very distracting!


That's all. These were just some of my favorites. I found a delighful little Thrift Store on a back street, and it was "half-off week". Bought a few buttons and little tid-bits of lace.

Still Basking in the Glow

We have been home almost a week, but I am doing my best to stay in vacation mode. Sorting through the 600 plus photos I took is helping. We stayed in a little boutique hotel that has only 23 rooms, so it was cozy and not at all like the hustle and bustle of a big hotel. The city was small with lots of boutiques and quaint little shops. Hubby went off to work and I just played.

Front view of hotel


Our room


View out the side window, nice houses on the hill


One end of the hotel lobby



I walked miles and miles every day, the weather was so nice and cool. This is one of the benches I sat on for a rest every morning, getting some sun and watching the commuters run to catch the ferry for the daily trip into the city. I met a lot of friendly people who walked their dogs twice a day. I had to practice relaxing the first day, but by the end of the second day, I had it down pretty well. I did a little journaling, but mostly just walked a lot and took a lot of photos.



I think tomorrow I will show you the photos I took of all the pretty shop windows.

"Tripping" day 2

Breakfast is just down the hall. A small set-up, but perfect abundance. Fresh granola and yogurt, one of my favorite ways to greet the day. No-one there but us at the early hour of 6 a.m.


Mmmm..doesn't this granola look delish?


So happy when a hotel has a good brand of tea. I choose Earl Greyer.


We have the deck all to ourselves, just us and the early morning sounds of fog horns and birds.


Watching the city wake up.

A Fantastic Week Away

The hubster and I had a little getaway to San Francisco this past week. We hadn't been on a trip like this for some time so it was much needed and anticipated. It was kind of a substitute for what used to be my yearly birthday trip to British Columbia. It was more than adequate, as a substitute. HAH! Anyhow, I had not been to SF in about 10 years, so this was really nice. Really nice.

The requisite "cloud" photo.


First stop after leaving the airport. In-N-Out Burger. It's a tradition.


Crossing the bridge.


Welcome to The Waters Edge. One of the many seagulls.


We got settled in just in time to watch the fog start rolling in. This is a scene that always amazes me no matter how many times I see it. I guess if I lived there, I'd get used to it.


This was day one. More adventures tomorrow, or after I get caught up on sleep.