Ambling
down
the
freeway,
in
no
particular
hurry,
because
the
dentist
is
at
the
other end -- and while we love Melissa, she still has her role to play. The usual, and then not so, morality play. Nitrous oxide plays tricks on the mind, swimming downward into a tunnel, not sure if there is any earthly future, but somehow the hygienist's words eventually clear the situation, and life goes on. Quite a strange experience, and a bit of suggestion selling, too. Make further appointments (lamentably, all is not quite well, after all these years),
then hit the road,
further
south
to
the
Panoramic
Highway
and
Mountain
Home
Inn,
scoping
out
possibilities for the big birthday blow-out next weekend (George 85, Bette 80, Mark 55, Sorrel 50, Crystal 25).
Such a good time,
that cannot resist keeping it going,
with
a
panorama
around
the
Panoramic
to Stinson Beach,
then further south along the Coast Road past
Red
Rock,
the rocks of
Steep
Ravine
Camp,
Lone
Tree
Canyon,
Cold Stream,
and
Muir Beach Overlook to the
Pelican Inn.
Easier to get the attention of the gardener than the maitr'd,
although the
bartender eventually friendlily delivers,
then
back
upslope
via
Green
Gulch
and over to the populated side of Marin,
north on 101 to Celia's for paper-grading and more reservationing.
The word from G&B is: Celia's, which will no doubt be delightful, as always.
Pick up drycleaning thereafter (though items go mysteriously awol -- either there or later, not sure), swing by the post-box,
then head northward again,
east on 37, diverting up
Lakeville Road,
116's scenic vaulting of
Sonoma Mountain,
across the Valley,
up
and
over
(past
Stornetta's)
the
Mayacamas to
Napa,
amongst
vineyards /
marshes /
eucalypti /
statuary,
attempting Jameson Canyon,
succeeding via American (the lower reaches of which, development seemingly never ceases...
one
can
only
hope
for the upper),
80
past
all
the
usual
suspects, and home for a holiday of Duo Sonata No. 2 pdf page 9, and composition of The Decameron and Psalm 96 (100 and system 2).
