Last morning at the cabin. I could hear bees, birds, and a far-off rooster. No cars. No sirens. No police helicopters. I need to spend more time like this.
But more adventures awaited. I packed up my stuff and headed north to visit an infrequent blogger but awesome woman in Santa Cruz.
On the way I stopped at the lovely Don Dahvee Park in Monterey and hiked the short creekside trail. So pretty!
I felt right at home at Doña's. We chatted and knitted and prepared food for a potluck supper, then went out to see Patty Griffin with a bunch of Doña's vivacious and interesting friends. This was worth rejoining civilization for :-)