Vision Decision Deferred.....

We have been going to see Cheslyn in the Bay Area since long before we moved to Santa Rosa. She is our optometrist and also a good friend . Our family thinks we're crazy to keep going down there, especially since we complain about it every year.
 
Originally it was an excuse to return to old haunts, but these days of not being able to have a nice lunch somewhere or visit friends afterward mean all we want to do is rush home. The traffic gets worse, the number of freeways required to get there keeps growing as does the speed of traffic., although we never seem to get there any faster.

It was no different today. Once there it is so much more pleasant than going to an opthalmologist's office which is more like visiting a factory  than a friend.The extra shows John looking like an alien after juggling double masks, double glasses (his regular ones and the disposable dark glasses that allow him to see to drive home with dilated eyes) and his hearing aids. 

We had a bit of an altercation about that yesterday when he seemed more than a little inattentive and I asked him why he didn't have his hearing aids on. He said, rather obliquely, that it was because he was going to the market, so of course I asked him what that had to do with hearing aids,  but after months of enforced togetherness I shouted  calmly said that nobody likes wearing a mask, everybody has some difficulty or other with them, but that disabling yourself didn't seem like a reasonable solution. At least John wears a mask. My friend Kathy blew up at her husband because she went to pick him up at work and he wasn't wearing a mask. 

She made him sleep on the couch until he go a negative Covid test result...

The drive home is always more relaxing. The top picture is Mt. Diablo which often offers a 360 degree view from its 3,849 foot volcanic summit. The marshland wildlife refuge at the top of the San Francisco Bay with this excellent view is home to egrets, herons and thousands of saltwater birds. It's one of the few places where I actually like the row of telephone poles next to the causeway.

The bottom picture is the combination of vineyards, blooming mustard flowers and olive trees...three major crops here in wine country. People seem to come from all over the place to stand out in the middle of a mustard field and have their picture taken. The property owners aren't always best pleased.

It was a good visit with Cheslyn with no dire news about our vision, a pleasant drive home and the decision about driving down again deferred for another year....