These Things Don't Suck!

Amongst the lands of Northern San Diego lies a beacon of goodness lovingly known as Stone Bistro and Gardens...oh, and a full scale brewery too. Amber lucious liquid ripe with hops and more hops along with ridiculous foods are ready to pounce on your taste-buds. Mine were totally pounced upon.





Duck tacos. Yes.

See this? See it! Smell it! Taste it! The spicey one was my fav.

Gulp.

Bridging Time.

To say that I have let this sweet little website go to almost shit is an almost truth. The whirlwind of the year I had last year tore me away from my bee-loved cyber situation, in a way I did not see coming. Many times I sat down diligently to update and sprinkle words, but the behemoth invisible computer lords yelled a giant Hell To The NO! My computer inexplicably shut down, shut off, shut me out, erased hours worth of updating, blah blah blahty blah.

Tapping the keg again, though.


My last days involved journey floated me up the Cali coast to Monterey with exquisite stops in Paso Robles, San Luis Obispo, Cayucos and a few points inbetwixt. I drank wine, devoured bombastic foods, revisited my Grandma Betty's home turf, made some new friends along the way and watered the seed in me thats been planted since I was a wee pain in the ass.



Sitting at Eberle winery as the sun was waving goody-bye. I stared out into the fields and rows and flows of vineyards dusk-dreaming of swimming in a vat of purple goodness.

One of my favorite drives meandering and rolling along Highway 46, dotted with enchanting wineries. Purple precious vats anyone?

Just arrived in Monterey here. I took this picture because intrigue sparked in me regarding this here funky regtangular window sans screen. As a young lass, I was told the story of this kind of window... I grappled to find the name of this window and everytime I looked at it I scanned my memory banks, but the word stayed in elusive-ville. Last day there as I was packing I rammed the shit out of my head on the corner...yes, look at that thick corner. Little birds flew around my cranium and the tears came. The name you ask? Widows Walk. Hmmmm, is it because women whose husbands were at sea stared longingly out to vast ocean waiting and hoping for thier seafaring husbands to return OR is it named for the widows peak on your forehead that you are sure to smash into the corner whilst moving about?

Ah, yes, magic. Sun peppered, fog stroked and relaxing. Framed by wise trees.

In Carmel-by-the-Sea there resides a splendid cheese shop that just about tore my shoes off. Seriously, I almost ripped my cute ass shoes off in a fit of joy. Cheese people. Lactose intolerant you say? Suck it up and eat some cheese.

Little brown jug, don't I love thee......Oh, you too bread rind filled with creamy goodness.

Martine Inn. Slices and slices of heaven wrapped up in a majestic bed and breakfast.

Stick me in a library-one with a piano and chaise lounges at that-and call it a done done done day. Glowy.

Monterey Bay. Cool, grey and teeming with sealife...sharks? Not a toe in that water. Not even a pinkie.

This has nothing to do with Monterey, I just like the picture.

Bloomin in June

Time just keeps marching on now doesn't it. Seems like just yesterday it was May 11th and now all of the sudden like a trip through a worm-hole it is June 18th. Hmmph. Guess I better not let time slip by without keeping my dreams in tip top motion. This way and thataway.

Pink plate special today. Me n flowers been talking lately and makin friends and plans.





These cute dandelions reminded me of my two babes. La lions also reminded me of me n Tenya and Glenn and Ken, the Twin Towers, twins in general, lamp posts, lollipops, seed flurries, my childhood racing along the lawn full of hope and careening with laughter, parallel moons. Allergies, not so much.





Butternut squash, sunset over the Pacific, lemon merangue cake, jellybeans and nectarines.

Inside of a stargazer lily, interdimensional portals, Talula's cheeks, blushing when I see something naughty, magic worlds.

Elongated partially submerged underdeveloped watermelon, bursting, cocoon, artichokes, courage, space pod.

Happy Birthday! My lotus candleholder, welcome, self realization, diving boards, willingness, bliss, water sprites, sweet.

She's the backyard mermaid welcoming committee. She also keeps watch on the the nectarines, tomatoes and peppers.

Paintbrushes dipped in pink paint, nubbins, starkist, breezy trees, trust, jungle trek, celebration.

Wow! Hi! Happy! Pop! Here I am! Reaching!

Now go make friends with flowers!

Nature Chimnea

Funny how nature lines up.

Path-os.

Like Gretel and Gretel, my dear friend Vanessa (Funessa) and I went out for a hike last weekend. About 15 minutes up the road from where I reside is a nature reserve called The Santa Rosa Plateau. The sprawling lands are filled with oak trees and sages and grassy meadows and poppy's and coyote crap and snakes and hawks and scorpions and meandering paths and tender breezes. Beauty as far as the twinkling eyes can see.






Peering up through the tree tops.

Twisty and jovial! Come'ere and give me a hug.

If I had worn pants (note to self for next time) I would have climbed this tree in a hot second.

I was certain I saw flashes of faires and gnomes.

Dusty stairs.

Cross the threshold. Hold on.

Sunlight love.

Poppy carpets.

See that cute little bee! In fact as we were making our way along the path a huge swarm of bees flew right towards us and we had to duck to avoid getting caught in their buzzy cloud.

Up Close

The unique pattern on this tree held me spellbound for a time.

Yes Yes and YES!

Through all of my travels I have narrowed down the packing process to a finely tuned science that makes my mama proud! Even on my tripalicous journey to Seattle (where it was CCCCOLD) I managed to make it work with a mere carry on. A cute green carry on, but a carry on nonetheless.

Most places I stay have awesome bath products. Le Occitane, Aveda and the like pepper the bathrooms with scents of rosemary, citrus, lavender, geranium and such. However, once in a blue moon the products are sucky. Too perfumy, drying or whatever. I always bring my Malin and Goetz travel kit with me. Yummity yum. Perfect. Smells good. Feels good. Easy to pack. Comes in a clear travel case. Everything a girl needs (guys too). I paid $30 at my local apothecary-- money well spent I say.





Oh and for good measure, this here foaming face mask is to die for! I am a true blue loyalist to Dermalogica products, but this scrumptious face potion is wonderful. Not too pricey either.