One of the things that I enjoy most about being back in California is that it is coldish. These means I get to wear wool. I love wearing wool.

Pure wool sweater, pure wool jacket.

For recreation, James and I go for a tramp on Christmas morning. We head for Point Reyes again to play with elephant seals and collect mushrooms. Weather not so good but the rest is amazing.

Golden Crowned Sparrow
White Crowned Sparrow
Whimbrel, or 2 turtle doves.

We hit the beach, which is strewn with huge seals celebrating Xmas.

Now’s the season to be jolly.
Run with torches.

I mean, isn’t it wonderful that 40 mins away from the house, I can cuddle elephant seals as much as I want.

Lo he abhors not the virgin’s womb
Different beach
I want 6 geese a laying!
More Elk
Not Elk.

James is a super skilled mushroom collector. He spies loads of oyster mushrooms growing on trees.

Sages, leave your contemplations.

Anyway a great day’s ramble. Thanks James for mushroom mastery.

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Everyone loves a good comedy.

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2 Responses to Wool

  1. calderi says:

    Being known as a wool freak more acceptable than rubber etc.
    The dropping the camper story is an example of good people handling.

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