Dreamy wildfower path to the sea.

Still no major creative movement on the writing front, but about 4,000 more pictures. Today I wandered along the bluffs for two hours, soaking in the sun, the scent of dirt and ocean, and watching the monarch butterflies congregate in heavy masses within the eucalyptus groves. It was nothing less than magic.

At this point in the Middle of Life, magic is a great place to wander.

More pictures to follow after the technical difficulties are resolved.

Miss MoL