Santa Anas
The Santa Anas are back, except this time they arrive without any local brush fires (knock on wood). It's 73 degrees and clear as Scarlett Johansson's complexion. I'm a lonely retail widow today, so I take the girls down to the gardens in Encinitas.
Hard to stay indoors when it looks like this.
The view looking south from the Self Realization Fellowship Garden.
Too small for much today, but this stand-up paddle surfer seems to have the right idea.
The view looking north from the Gardens.
The boathouses, an Encinitas landmark.



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