Friday, March 22, 2013


I just got back from a a trip to the Big Sur with the Aging Hippie, but I am waiting to get my photographs of the trip accessible before I write about it.

In the meantime, back in San Francisco, spring is in full flood. Warm sunny days, blue skies and all the flowers of spring and summer that we get at home, all squashed into one short season. There are daffodils, cyclamen, tulips, geraniums, ceanothus, cistus, lilies, freesia, ranunculus, lupins, nasturtiums, lavender and poppies all blasting out their colours at the same time in one big hooray!

When I get home I will see them all again, but rather more sedately, and serially. The only thing I haven't seen yet are sweet peas.

And for all you friends out there for whom I have promised to drink a margarita, I admit I am way behind. Yesterday, a week after I got here, I had two. Tonight the Little Red Hen and I are going out to rectify matters.

And yes, dear British readers, I know about the snow, and I am sorry.

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