If one had the choice, like really had the choice, of where in the world to live, how is one ever to choose between, say, the seashore of Monterey teeming with sea life, and the rolling hills and ancient nature of Napa Valley. If one had the choice, how can one not choose such places to spend one's days, to breathe the air that we are meant to breathe. "Master of beauty, craftsman of the snowflake, inimitable contriver, endower of Earth so gorgeous & different from the boring Moon, thank you for such as it is my gift." A quote I love, by John Berryman.
Here are some pictures. I only took a few while we were in Napa, which is why I had to preface this with the reunions and fireworks etc etc, which are not documented in the following photos. OK here's one of my cousin's daughters (technically my mom's cousin). They are SPECIAL, for real, they were adopted from China as one-year-olds and they are so cool. They just played with their new stuffed animals at the restaurant and giggled at their own indecipherable conversations for a few hours. The older one is the biggest tomboy (soccer, Power Rangers) while the younger one is the biggest girly girl (dance, fashion, Barbie movies), it's uncanny.

Next one is of my dad on the putting green outside the condo in Napa:
And... me with a skirt that I loved but couldn't justify buying, because, um, how many skirts is too many skirts? The number I have, possibly.
1 comment:
You look beautiful, as usual.
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