We climbed Mt Tam on Sunday. It was sort of by accident — we were following a hike posted online, on a teeny-tiny map, and ended up at the summit.
There was lots of Indian paintbrush.
And excellent views.
Spring is exploding here — these two roses are out the kitchen window, and in the backyard the mock orange and the Cecile Brunner are blooming.
N and her friends had set up a table outside in the garden to play the Settlers of Catan. One of them stayed until late at night working on a jigsaw puzzle. This is her second day home, and already the house is much livelier. It’s nice to have her home.
I like Columbus. There are lots of brick buildings and lots of parks and lots of things to eat. We went to the Columbus Art Museum and I liked that, too — They’re renovating, and the last time I went there was only one back hall open, which led me to believe it was a sad and small affair, but it’s actually much nicer than that, with an interesting American collection.
Meanwhile, back in Gambier, here is the Kokosing River (with geese!),
and some snowdrops. (Sorry, cellphone picture in the rain.)
So on Sunday we drove up to Sonoma county, along the coast.
It was fantastic — brisk but sunny. We stopped to see the tourist sights (think that movie about birds) and then to buy some fabulous bread, and then crab sandwiches. K and I went home while everyone else carried on to get oysters.
It was a perfect excursion.
It’s raining out!
This happens so rarely that I don’t really know what to do. This was going to be the day I worked in the garden. Actually, I was going to go for a hike this morning and then garden all afternoon.
I guess I could go outside and see — sometimes it looks like it’s raining, but then you go outside and it’s not really so wet –
Or I could read a book . . .