The Ugly Duckling

This morning was still gray and drab as we put the three pups in the car and sighed our "goodbye for now" to the little ugly house that we've come to thoroughly enjoy. It's much prettier on a sunny day. Like this one from last April. Go ahead take a look.

The house is three blocks from the sandy shore and on the highest street in the community. So the 32 feet of windows provides some spectacular sights of the Estero Bay on California's Central Coast.. "A dream come true" is our only definition for this little house. We never thought it would happen.

All of our married lives we've talked about our desire to live near the ocean. We're approaching the one year anniversary of calling this ugly little place ours and we are still pinching ourselves.

We've had a long autumn weekend here. With all that has gone on in our lives these past several days, it's been good to have a place to just "pause," to "reflect," and to just "be."

Today, though, it was time to get back so we could be at our places of employment tomorrow. Four hours of driving brought us back to the Inland Empire.

Good night from Southern California,
Carol (& Mr. Fun, and the three pooches), aka Carol