Yesterday was brutal. 100º. Us Northern Calif. coastal people are weather wimps. If it’s 90 we start melting. If it’s 35, we get frostbite. So this 3-day heat wave, where it went from high 40’s (at night) to 60º higher, was a shock. Lew and I worked in the office yesterday, whew! At the end of the day I went down to the beach. The water coming out of the lagoon was relatively warm, maybe 60s, and I stood waist-deep in the cool water. The stress of the day vapoorized. Dove in, body cooled. A young local surfer/skater bro came walking by in the shallows, and said, “Paradise!”
A few days ago, some doves flew off when Lesley walked out to feed the chickens, and she reached up and grabbed a feather in mid-air that was floating down. Very delicate little 2″ feather. Seemed like a good omen.
Here’s a rough photo of some rough layouts of the tiny houses book. I am having fun!