On a Mission

Mission Dolores San Francisco

During Spring break last year my kids decided to enrich their cultural side and visit Missions that were close enough to drive.  Of course we coudn't forget the beautiful Mission Dolores in San Francisco.  In the middle of the city sits a beautiful church and courtyard.  Hidden behind its well camouflaged walls, one could drive by it and never know it exists, thus missing out on such a diversely rich gem. 

Catching Cold

When I was a young girl, my uncle and grandfather would take me and my cousins down to the pier to catch crab.  It was from these piers that I learned not to wear my cute sandals on the cold, wet evenings on the pier.  Even if they matched my pink jacket. 

The rush of doing nothing!

Relaxing on the shore, you are in awe of the serenity that is displayed like an artist painting.   The air is thick and the sun wraps your body like a comfy blanket.  The silence screams all around you.  Floating in the water , small wakes wash over each limb, bathing the entire body in peaceful calm.  There is a slight chill that escapes from the ice cold bottle of beer that I hold in my right hand.   Nothing beats the rush of doing nothing!  

My suit matches my toe nail paint

Lounging in my orange swimsuit on a raft on the water