Just stopping in for a quick hello. For those of you not familiar with the drastic differences in summertime weather between areas of California, I’ll give you an illustration. When we woke yesterday in Cambria, California the temperature was a foggy 52°F, and by the time we left six hours later had risen to a sunny 63°. During the three hour drive east to the Central Valley, the temperature climbed steadily and we arrived home to a typical July 108°F late afternoon.
We had spent a foggy afternoon and evening in Cambria, where I ate the most tender filet mignon ever … yes, I know it’s the coast, and I usually do order seafood, but I’m glad I didn’t this visit. The next day we drove south first to Cayucos where we sat on the sunny pier and watched the fishermen, and the sea lions. No shop browsing this time because I still can’t stand for long. We ended our day with a picnic at Hearst Memorial Beach north of San Simeon.
Given a choice, I’d live on the coast, but for now, I’m home in this sizzling, smog-filled valley, slightly sunburned, but with a replenished spirit and a mind full of story ideas. I think there’s even a blog post or two forming. And it’s time to finish that novel.