Yesterday was magical here. Elena made the comment:
"This feels like a real beach
town."
The sun was out in all its glory.
There was not a cloud in the sky. There was no cold wind off the sea. I walked
6.5 miles early in the morning before it got too hot. I was on the deck in the
afternoon. The thermometer hit 91 degrees Fahrenheit. Up on the deck I saw a
massive number of cars clogging Highway One. Many people had come out to enjoy
the glorious day. I hoped that all of them wore masks and practiced social
distancing when they went to whatever beach that they were going to. Needless
to say, Elena and I both enjoyed Margaritas. We have become good at making
them. We can no longer go out for a drink.
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