Sunday In The Park: Part I

A foggy mountain Sunday morning; the ocean breezes that keep us cool during hot August sunshine (as they did yesterday) sometimes bring these wisps of grey mist up over our treetops as day breaks. Once the sun is up, the fog scurries right back down to the seacoast.

Last evening we and our immediate neighbors had a BBQ on Peter's deck; we, Ted and Teresa, and two of Peter's grown kids (and their SOs) gathered at 5 o'clock for wine (provided by us) and hors d'oeuvres (steamed artichokes and dip, shrimp cocktail platters). It was a jolly little party; and the T-Bone steaks (Peter's standard menu-du-jour) were humungous. After the cheesecake and fresh strawberries were consumed – yes, that too! – the young folks went off to some lowdown stompin' bar, and we elders sat by the fire and talked. It was a piggy but delightful way to begin our month of holiday.

Ted and Teresa are off for their vacation in Ontario and then to Vancouver, later this month; and Peter is going back to Europe soon (he and his daughter, The Lovely Ashley as we call her, just got back from two weeks in England at the end of July) ..... I don't get why people want to go away from this wonderful forest; we're so happy just being here on our Staycation.