Listening to the enchanted Redwoods at Muir Park

Driven by three weeks of intense forest fire smoke, the accompanying relentless headache and a stir crazy feeling of being cooped up under a thick wool blanket sky – I found myself miraculously on a direct flight to California one week ago today.   What a glorious gift of generosity from the Universe!  Many mini-miracles led to a grand weekend of art, scrumptious food, dear good friends, ocean energy and a mystical magic afternoon with giant Redwoods.

Fresh bakery bread = instant bird buddies. Wine,chocolate, bread and tompanade = perfect beach picnic

 

The Cindy Sherman Exhibition at SFMOMA was even better than I imagined

Man Ray and Lee Miller: Partner's in Surrealism was one of my favorite exhibitions (and the Legion of Honor is an aesthetic art venue)

Amazing soulful, eyeful, lung clearing, heart pumping, brain teasing plunge into city, coast, forest and friends – what a weekend!

The yellow Camero I drove was a bright spot in the fog on the Golden Gate bridge