Category: Carmel

Timing is Everything when Driving

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Coming back from Monterey on a weekday can be tricky. You want to wait until rush hour is over, but you don’t want to leave too late, or you’ll get caught in it at the other end. Since I’d left my laptop cord in the Bay Area, I couldn’t spend my morning pounding out a… Continue reading Timing is Everything when Driving

The Power of Vacation

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The week after Christmas is a dead time for scheduled activities. Chorus rehearsals are cancelled. The city building where I exercise three times a week is closed.  There’s a lot of extra time during the day. So . . . . . . for the first time in two and a half years, I went… Continue reading The Power of Vacation

Two Days in Contrast

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Day 1 in Monterey was sunny and gorgeous, the ocean a deep turquoise. Day 2 the ocean was silver gray with clouds overhead. Day 1 felt warm; Day 2 felt cold, although the temperature might have only changed five degrees, 61 and 56. Day 1 I got here about 1:00, unloaded the car, picked up… Continue reading Two Days in Contrast

Piglet in a Box

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(re-run) Carin was working, cutting her stepsister’s hair at the salon her mom owned.  Her cell phone vibrated. She never took calls during work.  All of her friends and family knew that.  It vibrated again, a second call from the same number. She picked up.  It was her ex boyfriend, Rob. Rob was two ex-boyfriends… Continue reading Piglet in a Box

Even Carmel Gets Weeds

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This morning was my Monday thrift store day in Carmel. It’s always Day Two of my trip to Monterey County, and it’s always first thing in the morning, before Highway One gets jammed with tourist heading to Point Lobos and Big Sur. The thrift stores are not in Carmel by the Sea. That part of… Continue reading Even Carmel Gets Weeds

Roughing It in Paradise

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Every two weeks I head down to Monterey to water my plants and visit my little beach house.  With 60 mph winds last weekend that toppled a decades-old tree next to my yard, I figured I’d have a hundred or so pine cones to clean up in my other front yard under an 100-year-old pine… Continue reading Roughing It in Paradise