I do. I think you can go home again. Thomas Wolfe disagreed, but perhaps his definition of “home” is different from mine. I’m sitting in the Sacramento, CA airport waiting for my flight back to Seattle. My Peet’s cappuccino is beginning to take effect. Got croissant flakes all over my poor laptop from my egg … Continue reading Yes, Thomas, I think you can…
It’s strange visiting a place where you once lived. Makes it difficult to entertain in your own home. Unless you have a dear friend like mine, who has thrown open her doors to me, allowing me to throw open her doors to my friends…well, actually to my son. I’ve taken over her sun porch. I’ve … Continue reading Eureka Encore
Good morning! Here’s what it looks like as I write to you. I’m going to miss this lovely little view. Our cozy cabin in the foggy redwoods. One week from today, Mr. Al and I will be in our new home, with two folding chairs, an inflatable bed and the Kuerig coffeemaker. I’ve got my priorities. Two … Continue reading Reflections
On July 4th, the colored cloud display and accompanying booms were quite splendid. It was touch and go. For a while there, the forecast was for clear skies. However, the fog rolled in and the tradition continued. I’ve been living with friendly fog since 1980 when I moved from the East Coast to the West … Continue reading I’ll Have My Coffee With Fog, Please
I’ve not done a foodie blog for a while and since, I’ve had two lovely meals out recently, I thought I might share these feasts with you. PRETTY FOOD MEAL ONE On Mother’s Day, Mr. Al and my sonshine, Cole, took me to a local Italian restaurant called Abruzzi (http://www.abruzziarcata.com), located in the Jacoby Building … Continue reading Pretty Food
Chronicles of Cammy, my Fool's Journey and Travelogue 