Ella and I just returned from a trip to visit her great aunt Di in San Francisco. I had forgotten how far away California is from New York -- and how different it feels. Of course we was a great time. And that is saying a lot, considering I arrived delirious with exhaustion, headache and a sore throat from a nasty summer cold and Ella threw up all over herself and the carseat the one time we ventured out by car to transverse the Golden Gate Bridge. Still, there was good food, great weather, and some much needed rest. And Ella basked in all the attention and love. Still, nice to be home.
Ella and her Great Aunt Di
Boats docked at the marina.
At Greens vegetarian restaurant
Looking at Golden Gate through the fog.