Winter in California

Recently I had a rare and precious Saturday off, which meant that I could spend the day doing something with Lady M. We headed up the California coast where we climbed through the woods up a small mountain. Near the top we stopped in a clearing where we sat in the sun and ate our beef jerky and trail mix. It was so warm and pleasant that I even took off my trail-sweaty tee shirt.

Now, we've been nostalgic for the people we miss from the Midwest, and I have to admit that Melinda June's adventures settling in to her new city have had me thinking fondly about Chicago. However, reading her latest post reminds me of Lady M pointing out to me, as I sat shirtless in the sun in the woods in late November, that we sure wouldn't be doing that if we were in the Midwest right now.