Nice weekend. Didn’t rain on Saturday, so we went for a walk.
It was unbelievably green.
Butter-and-eggs and goldfields.
And goldfields again. Apparently before European grasses came to California whole hillsides would be covered in these.
Manzanita and oak.
It was lovely.
Sunday, a fine mist. I pootled around, did laundry, emptied the bedroom chair of discarded clothing, did the grocery shopping. We went to an easter brunch and a ravioli supper.
Very restorative. It was nice to be home.