Stinson Beach Adventure

We took the kids to Stinson Beach on Monday, December 30th. They had never seen the ocean, so the views on Highway 1 were thrilling. 

We expected fog and cold and a ten minute dipping of toes in the water before we escaped to warmth and a mall. 

Instead we found an almost empty beach 

and crystal clear skies and water that could not be resisted. 

They swam and giggled and jumped and laughed.  They made a sand city with many roads and steps leading to a castle. 

The tide went out and they collected sand dollars and sea glass and shells.

We all agreed that it was a perfect day. 

My heart is full. 

Happy Birthday, TBG

75.

That's old. 

Surrounded by his family,  the birthday boy is happy.  

His littlest grandkid calls him Bapa.  

Happy Birthday, Bapa, from all of us.  

2025

Happy New Year!  

How was last night?  Was it filled with fireworks (surprisingly loud booms at 10pm... were Tucsonans celebrating for New Yorkers who can't legally purchase them in the grocery store?)?  

Did you watch hours of The Thin Man on TMC (we did!)?  

Were you snuggled in front of a fireplace, sipping mulled wine (what IS mulled wine?) and snuggling with a sweetie?  

Were you cleaning out closets or putting away decorations or were you in bed before midnight, nursing the sniffles?

Whatever it was, where ever it was, with whomever it was, I hope it was wonderful.

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That was how I greeted 2018.

Facing 2025 feels different.  It's going to take more effort than usual to consider patience and the good in others, former resolutions I've managed to continue to think about.  Living in the moment without judgment may be impossible outside of a small slice of the world.  I was going to add a new resolution but I'm afraid of psychic overload.

It's going to be an interesting ride.  I'm glad you'll be along.