Our winter decided to only tease us during the months of December and January, and to save it’s full fury for the month of February. I don’t like February anyway, so that seemed to me a particularly cruel move – sending us cold and snow and more snow and then some more snow. So I did what every winter-disliking person should do – I ventured off into warmer climes. I went to visit my son in Santa Barbara, where there’s an ocean and warmth.
I left two days before my original plan because of the forecast of an incoming snow storm, so I did not have a chance to make any goodies to take to him. But it all worked out. The night I arrived, we went to a brewery for dinner, where good food, good beer, and the happiness of being with someone I love made a happy heart.
The next day, while Gep worked, Shasta and I wandered down to the ocean. I loved seeing things in bloom
And the boats in the harbor
Then to the sand! Where we could enjoy the ocean breeze and sound of the waves with the added bonus of watching a kite surfer.
Then to a little park, with clouds moving in, bringing a chill to the air.
We decided it was time to go back because Gep would soon be home from work, and we would go out to his favorite brewery for a beer. Mine is the smaller of the two, because mine is a smaller body.
Then to the Fishhouse for a Happy Hour dinner.
The next day, another walk on the beach, because – well, why not? It’s there. And it was so much warmer than it was at home. And the ocean recharges my batteries.
The weekend trip to Cold Springs for lunch
Dinners at the beach
Our “last dinner” was at the Llama Dog Brewery, where I had a delicious quesadilla and a well-mannered Shiba visited with his dad, but did not imbibe.
We spent part of the weekend at the Santa Barbara Mission, where Gep has trained to be a docent and took me on a private tour, but that’s food for another post.