It's never a bad thing to drive north. So we did it again on Thursday to spend a long weekend at the cottage. I had a reading day on Friday which really turns into some reading, some writing, some more reading, and a few phone calls.
That's okay. The pounding surf is a magnificent backdrop for any of the above.
The sunrise was exquisite.
And in other news, the eagle paid us a quick visit with a flyby heading north and our friend, the Olive L. Moore, motored south.
It was a busy afternoon.
While I miss the lazy, hazy, hot, and sunny days of summer, there is a warm and snuggly feel to fall and winter at the cottage. We keep the fireplace on; we are usually wrapped up in blankets on the coach; we wear long sleeves and socks in the house. It's wonderful.
It does take a little longer to take happy snaps - coat, shoes, and mittens. But that's okay.
We are here, at least for the moment.
Tonight on the menu are pork chops and a delightful pinot from our friends at Brew Krew! Cheers to the weekend, wherever you are.