After a brief break from my blog, I think it’s time to get writing again. I didn’t think I had much to write about. Mostly there’s much I choose NOT to write about. I was lucky this Labor Day weekend because I was out of town for a few days for the first time in…well, probably EVER. I visited Carmel with a friend. I had never been. Yes, I have lived here in California for nearly 8 years and never made the almost 2 hour drive to Carmel. It was rather nice. Of course there is the art galleries. I think most people go there either for the art or golf.

It seems that to live in Carmel you must have a dog. Quite possibly even a matching pair of dogs–his and hers, or his and his, or hers and hers. Oh, they must be purebred dogs. No mutts here. I have to say that most dogs are very well behaved. They go into stores and restaurants. Not the library though–they have dog parking around back.

I think my favorite part was the friendly squirrels on the beach. They would touch your hand to get a nut. They even sat in people’s laps to get fed.