Right at Home

Here in Crescent City, I noticed that although I’m still in my winter plumage and my beard is getting quite long, I am not the only one. Several people have had longer ones. Today, it seemed like every male face I saw was unshaven. So, while Mary Ann went into the Post Office to mail… Continue reading Right at Home

Crescent City

So far north in Northern California that it doesn’t even feel like California any longer is a small town where we’ve been camped for the past few days. The campground is right on the bay. At high tide, the water is about 20 feet from the RV. Mary Ann has come here because it’s a… Continue reading Crescent City