This squirrel was cute eating fruit and acorns on the rocks. There are so many acorns around for them to eat. Did you know Florida is the only state with no snow at this time? What you might not realize is the water temperatures are 50 degrees. Manatees and fish life have a hard time in these temperatures.
Traveling means taking chances and expecting the unexpected. Sometimes that is more severe than usual. Here is my list of the top 10 travel headlines this past year.
Winters of the past meant humid warm nights and skimpy clothing. The air feels heavy on my skin; therefore, I dress the bed in sheets with a fuzzy throw. All that changed December 1. Honestly, before then it was so scorching hot I wasn't wearing pajamas. Now I'm thinking of wearing them to work in the morning so I don't have to get naked and change.
My bags are packed and I'm heading home. Each time I visit California it changes me. The sound of the passing cable cars and the clanking of the carts stacked with towers of dim sum hush patrons in an otherwise noisy and rushed experience. San Francisco is bustling with history and foodie districts in every corner. I'll miss the hills and the giant redwoods and all the food. I won't miss the all the horn honking.
This is the land of giant redwoods along the Russian River. Armstrong Woods is a gem to spend some time hiking and playing around.
The beauty of these 2500-year-old redwoods in the northern California is surreal. The fog on the coastline nurture their growth. It's amazing to think they survived earthquakes, hurricanes, mudslides, and everything else out here.
Since Foodbuzz is located in San Francisco, foodies united in one of the coolest cities in the USA. The Marina District is where street vendors gather and many folks drool over their favorite bites. We had Herbst Pavilion to ourselves in order to taste the highlights of this gastronomic treasure.
Good morning! I have to share these photos of the sunrise. Yesterday morning I got a glimpse of downtown uncloaked. The Oakland bridge is visible on the left side of the photo and of course the unmistakable Transamerica Building.
There is BBQ, and then there is The Salt Lick.
As I walked in the doors, my nose drifted towards the open pit BBQ stacked with every kind of meat you can imagine being smoked to perfection. Recipes here have been handed down since the Civil War and my expectations were high.
