LEAVING THE GOOD LIFE (Sat)

 Maybe you remember...This is where last year my palette floated down the river, 

and people stood on this bridge trying to alert me...too late

This year, I would have stood in the water painting, and you can't see it from this angle, 

but on the far side of the bridge on top of that little wall, another painting spot of mine was flooded too.

A good vacation is always too short. For the last breakfast we made pancakes with bananas and chocolate chips. Then we cleaned up the cabin. I had organized the menu this week... but whenever we stay at higher altitudes we are never as hungry as in the valley. So half of the food we had bought, hubby had to carefully organize in our cooler to take back home.

Yay, this will save me a trip to the grocery store immediately after we would come home. Something I hate is being plunged into reality immediately! I like to savor the thoughts  and fragrance of pine trees, forest, waterfalls, mossy rocks the first days I'm back home.

More photosynthetic stuff? I know it's not baby breath, but it looks like it...and somebody must just have thrown a bucket with red paint on it...or?

So, here we leave...not such a long trip - 5 hours - and a great deal of the time we saw oleander in different colors blooming along the divider of the road. Bye Yosemite, bye greens, rocks, mountains and waterfalls, see ya next year.

The euphoria of vacation did not evaporate immediately. The second town (Coarsegold) we passed had a Saturday open air market, right on highway 41. We stopped and what did I see?

I could not pass up this sale.  Four strands of choice for 25 dollars. The strands range between 33 and 46 beads. I'm ecstatic! In Los Angeles I easily pay five times as much! City living is not all that...air pollution, noise of traffic, many things are more expensive, more crime, less relationships...can you see me eventually living in a cabin in the woods?