The treasures spotted along the ditch aren’t that different from those spotted on Ocean Beach, are they? ;-)
Ocean Beach
Fence Poem
When Tom and I go for walks, there's always a poem clipped to a fence we pass. The poem changes weekly. This was last week’s:
Hip Hip
6:28 pm
Along the Ditch This Evening
6:40 pm
Mister Microphone
My Mister Microphone came today. Amy in the building next door is organizing a neighborhood serenade (from our balconies and patios) and we’re going to make some music.
Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down;
The notice to the startled grass
That darkness is about to pass. -Emily Dickinson
Water is back in the arroyo, or as we call it, the ditch–and that means spring is here.
I Promise:
After today I’m going to practice my social distancing skills, which I’m really good at! But on the way to Target to stock up on popcorn and pistachios, we couldn’t resist making a few stops. This is the Sawmill Market, which just opened last week. Talk about bad timing. It’s a beautiful hall full of restaurants and shops, with lots of nice areas to sit and talk and read.
Reading
Outside my Ortho-Doc's Office
And guess what happened INSIDE my ortho-doc’s office. I got to take my boot off and throw it out the window!
Don't forget...
6:06 pm
In the words of my sister Aggles, “Don’t forget – tonight is the wretched night that we spring forward. A pox upon springing forward!!” I agree.
Janitor Suit
I love my new janitor suit so much that I ordered a second one, and wore it to dinner at Frenchish tonight.
You can order one too if you’d like. Just make sure to order 2 sizes too large, and to throw the belt away.
Off the Trail
Tom took this photo.
