We managed to get out of Berkeley by 11:15 today, a near-miracle. We took everything but the kitchen sink:
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| Jerry's car, of course |
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| A welcoming plant at the door |
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| Inviting sun and chaises in the courtyard |
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| Flowers left by our hostess |
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| View from the desk where I'm working, Tomales Bay in the distance |
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| A walk on the Estero Trail in the National Seashore |
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| Colors of grasses and plants--no shadows but gray foliage |
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| The trail to the Estero |
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| The Estero at the lowest tide we've ever seen--all is mud |
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| A favorite bench we pass and never sit on |
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