As I continue to draft Days 2 & 3 of the "BAFLing Environment" post, a brief pause to lament on the things I miss from LA. It's therapeutic.
Grass, I miss grass. As previously mentioned, evertyhing here is either graveled, paved, or hard packed dirt. Nothing fun, really. I miss walking across Ocean Ave in Santa Monica and laying down in the grass in the Palisades Park. A book, a magazine, my music, dark shades, and maybe just a nap in the sunshine.
Interesting people and dog watching. You can walk over to the railing on the walkway that borders the California Incline and lookout on the ocean and beach. So clutch.
For the most part everything is green and cut short, like a golf course green. Watered daily by the morning dew and possibly a sprinkler system.
Disappearing into a weekend in the park on the bluff is a distinct pleasure. I miss it. Watch the calendar. Gracias.
2 months, in the books. Erik is already calling me about Hawaii. So prepare yourself for bikinis and margaritas.
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