The day we went to the Thinking Rock the fog was rolling in thick off the ocean, forming a blanket of breathtaking white fluff. Last time we were there the bench overlooking the bluff at a nearby park was old and wooden and the hill was brown, dried up and thirsty after a long, dry summer. This time there was a new bench, and the hill was green and lush after a wet winter. Sometimes I forget quiet sanctuaries like this exist so close to L.A. It's amazing how a little fresh ocean air can improve your mood.
I can't believe that's LA! It's so GREEN - lovely!
ReplyDeleteHow pretty! I know the feeling of finding a quiet place so close to the city zoo...
ReplyDeleteKristi -- I know! this is greenest I've seen L.A. in four years.
ReplyDeleteTali -- I have to remind myself this place exists right now, while I'm typing my blog in my living room and hearing the rumbling of every car passing by outside.