Hope springs eternal

Craig went to Costco, and now our bed has been reconstructed yet again. I have to admit that after a week on the bed at Nancy's condo which was way to firm for me, I have a little more sympathy for his nocturnal discomfort. However, I LOVED our current set up so I hope this new development doesn't ruin things for me.

A yard we saw on the way to the airport in San Diego. Isn't it fantastic? Doesn't it make you want to pick up your pruning shears?

You know you are on vacation when

You watch Craig drink a really tiny beer with his lunch. And then, late afternoon, you go to a restaurant and just have the creme brulee, because it was so delicious the other night.I never tire of the birds of paradise.

I also got to spend a glorious hour in a bookstore that specializes in, among other genres, mysteries. We spent the afternoon snoozing and walking on the beach at Carlsbad. After rain this morning the weather was heavenly.

Torrey Pines State Park

The Finisher

Since I will never run a marathon, thought I would proudly post the shot of my brother Daniel at the finish line.

Our toes in the sunshine

But first, we woke up to ferocious hail. This was the plant area in front of the condo.Then the sun came out and we walked and walked and admired the views.
And late in the afternoon, we warmed ourselves on the sand.

on a beach

Thanks to Nancy we are enjoying a fabulous spring break in Solana Beach. This picture was yesterday when it was quite sunny and beautiful. Today - overcast with rain threatening so we decided to drive out to the desert to see the wildflowers. Went to Borrega Springs, stopping in little towns along the way. It was all gorgeous. In B.S. there was an art fair with the usual jewelry, pottery and paintings - none too wonderful. As I was walking along, I heard English voices and turned to check out the brits far from home. Lo and behold there stood Mary and Charles - old family friends who some reading this blog will know. We were all amazed and after chit chatting a bit, gave Daniel a call to see if he had survived his marathon. The rain was torrential, but he finished.

we're poor and we show it

Instead of wrong and right side of the tracks, we have upper and lower campus. Upper campus is where the med school is. There was a talk up there by an historian of medicine and French cultural studies so some of us made the trek. We revealed our lowly status by gasping at the pile of delicious, free box lunches available for attendees....