Monday Jan 23rd

'Monday, Monday... " - just remembering an old song by the Mama's and The Papa's,a 1970's California group. Gosh, where did all those years go?

Visited my youngest son today, we'd hoped to sit outside and enjoy some sun, but the cool weather persists, and as he is still fighting a cold,we stayed inside and had lunch and a lovely visit. He'd watched the Seahawks beat the Jaguars on saturday (as had we)so was jazzed about that (maybe our Hawks will go the distance this year!), we discussed books we are reading (he, the life of Alexander the Great & me, Greg Iles 'Sleep No More', a much lighter read) exchanging comments and critiques, talked about his "girl" (I love how his eyes lite up when he speaks of her), and caught up on family gossip. It was good to see him, good to spend some time together. The time flew by.

The drive from our little town, set out here in the low desert hills amidst the oil wells, to the coast is very picturesque, especially in the spring (this was taken last May)when all is so green and EVERYTHING is flowering. The picture of the mtns/yellow flowers was taken about half way there, the other picture as we were within 15 minutes of the freeway heading north to Pismo Beach or south to Santa Barbara.