It is raining. Misting is a better word I suppose but whatever you call it … it is wet and the sort of weather I remember well in the northwest. This is the reason we travel south for most of the year—to escape the cold and sogginess. It is the first of June and still no sign of summer up in this corner of the USA. I need to dig out my cold weather clothes but oh yes, I forgot … I no longer have any! Tomorrow we travel inland from the coast. Maybe the weather will improve and yes, I’d like a little cheese with my whine!
We have had a busy week and took hundreds of digital photos. I wish I could share them all with you but I think it would be a long day at the rate Blogger loads my pictures. The panoramas along Highway 101 in California and Highway 1 as well as the coastal country of Oregon are filled with unsurpassed ocean vistas. When the sun is shining it takes your breath away and it seems you can see all the way to Hawaii! However, I must say it is a great place to visit but I would not want to live here. Not having researched the number of sunny days per year for the northwest coast, I cannot prove it but I would wager they are few and far between. No longer this Washington girl’s cup of tea—but here we are and here we will be—for several months at the very least. We can hear the woods and the rain calling … it is saying, welcome back! Brrrrr!
We have had a busy week and took hundreds of digital photos. I wish I could share them all with you but I think it would be a long day at the rate Blogger loads my pictures. The panoramas along Highway 101 in California and Highway 1 as well as the coastal country of Oregon are filled with unsurpassed ocean vistas. When the sun is shining it takes your breath away and it seems you can see all the way to Hawaii! However, I must say it is a great place to visit but I would not want to live here. Not having researched the number of sunny days per year for the northwest coast, I cannot prove it but I would wager they are few and far between. No longer this Washington girl’s cup of tea—but here we are and here we will be—for several months at the very least. We can hear the woods and the rain calling … it is saying, welcome back! Brrrrr!
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