catherine and i went to santa cruz. we spent the better part of the two days lying on the beach and came back tan, not yet peeling. i love santa cruz. i love the last little bit of the drive up the one, coming around the hook to be welcomed by the pungent redwoods.
the weather up there was nicer than i expected. it was warmer than it's been here and i didn't have to wear a sweater at all on monday. the day was devoted to mexican food, sandy seabright, and getting cozy in my trailer.
it was a perfect beach day.
my trailer - where i will be living for the next year of school - is a cozy nest and i can't wait to move into it for good and make my own home among the redwoods.
monday's dinner was a lovely affair, shared on a picnic table beneath the trees. in the forest the sun sets slowly and evening lingers long. i hadn't realized what smells had i missed: morning mist, pine needles, mulch and salty sand.
it is a very different world from my danish one. welcome!