The ocean waited deep inside the fog. The circus tent, however, had appeared overnight… the heavy mist smelled of buttered popcorn and elephants and clown makeup…

The ocean waited deep inside the fog. The circus tent, however, had appeared overnight… the heavy mist smelled of buttered popcorn and elephants and clown makeup…

Stopped by recently.


The wind is up and the kiteboarders are aloft.



Hanging out on Hanging Rock



In our frequent drives back and forth to Boston over a couple years, we managed to work in some excellent activities. We had always meant to visit the Yale Peabody Museum.

It was below zero but Aaron and I trudged out to the George Eastman Museum to see the Dutch Connection and eat espresso chocolate chip cookies on Saturday.

“Let’s hike up to the missile installation,” said Matt Brownlie, which we did. Decommissioned anti-missile battery which protected LA during the Cold War. What a view. What a world.




Arriving home yesterday evening with the first snowfall of the season.