2022 Tuesday — Bridge over Old Creek

Old Creek flows past Hardie Park before it goes under the North Ocean Avenue bridge and into the sea. Most of the year it percolates into the ground so we don’t see it as it drains and joins the Pacific Ocean. This photo captures all of the pier and the Vet’s Hall (which is now waiting for restoration construction to begin because the building was condemned several years ago).

This morning we could see Morro Rock caught in the fog as we looked right over the top of the new construction in our ‘hood. Then our afternoon adventure took us first to South Cayucos beach to look and see; there the clouds in the north were beautiful. Then we drove 4 miles south to Morro Bay to get a St. Patrick's Day card and put that in the Post Office and onto the back bay where we entered a foggy winter’s day. So after we walked the pups and looked through the fog at the boats, we drove north back to Cayucos and into the sunshine. We went beyond our house to the iconic Cayucos pier. I wanted to see the contrast in weather. The two communities of Morro Bay and Cayucos (and more to the south, Los Osos) are situated on the edge of the much bigger Estero Bay and the weather pattern is similar to Monterey Bay (north of us), where the fog gets caught in the south end of the bay--the city of Monterey is often foggy and Santa Cruz on the north of the bay is not foggy. Here Morro Bay is often foggy and Cayucos is not.

Then we arrived home, drove inside the garage and as we were getting out of the car with our two pups, a neighbor new to us walked past with his pup. He commented on our lavender house and that turned into a 30-minute conversation. I took our pups upstairs into the house and Mr. Fun enjoyed a long interesting conversation with Randy (and his dog is Ziggy, who didn’t say a word).

Mr. Fun learned that Randy and his wife moved to Cayucos this past October from Fresno after inheriting his mother’s house.

I was upstairs starting chicken breast casserole dinner and I decided to begin the rearranging of our living room furniture. We had talked about it earlier in the day. Every several months I like to move all the front room furniture (it’s surely a personality quirk). When Mr. Fun arrived upstairs, he helped me finish that job. Then dinner was ready.

This has been a good Tuesday; the “Ides of March” is what my Grammie Teele would say.

From California’s Central Coast,
Rosie (& Mr. Fun), aka Carol
and Chloe & Mitzi too!