Friday, August 23, 2019

On Wednesday I had lunch with a friend at Whole Enchilada in Moss Landing.  Later we sat outside in the garden and he showed me the pictures from his Scandinavian summer trip. Perfect not too warm, not too foggy day.

Large words written with sea weed on the tall sand dune by highway 1.  Extinction Rebellion.

Got gas and washed several of my extremely dirty car windows.

Gusty wind and fog this early Friday morning.  Tiny birds flocking in the bottle bush tree.  Humming birds hovering before darting to the red flowers.  I am reading another Michael Connelly mystery book THE LAST COYOTE, a Harry Bosch on going story.