Sweet sixteen! No way I would ever want to be sixteen again. Maybe 25, that was a good age, although I have to admit I'm pretty pleased with 55. We delivered this surprise out on the coast. Unusually, the was no fog! But it is lumpy territory so we travelled up the hill from the sea and then down into a canyon, then up, then down, then up...2 miles driving, most of it vertically. But tromping around in the drought resistant landscaping released some wonderful aromas - lavendar, anise and others I couldn't identify. Nice.
Then back to the inland communities to bring a reminder of younger days to a suburban farm boy.
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