I recently returned from my visit with my daughter and her family over my grandchildren’s spring break from school. They live in the blindly-bright and parched city of Sacramento, California. While I brought an easy knitting project with me (a beautiful Koigu lace merino), I never picked up the needles: The bright sunny days beckoned me.
Having arrived from the cool, grey-sky, wet, emerald green environment of the beautiful Pacific Northwest (a mere 1.5 hour flight to the north), stepping outside of the airport I felt a bit like a mole squinting in the blazing California light. Though it was still spring, for the duration of my visit I didn’t go outside without dark sunglasses, long sleeves and a big shade hat. (My dermatologist once told me I dress like a dermatologist.)
We took one day to visit the Marin Headlands, part of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area (GGNRA), just north of the Golden Gate Bridge. I spent a lot of time as a youth in California hiking on the beaches and in the hills near the San Francisco Bay and the Pacific Ocean. Later I was delighted to introduce my daughter to hours of happy tromping around these same hills and beaches.
The olfactory memories on this almost warm, nearly windless day were incredible. If anything, due to the land restoration projects the GGNRA is even more beautiful than when I was young. Today I share these pictures with you.