Last night as JR and I wound our way up the coast to visit my Gramie, in 75 degree twilight, watching birds soar above the surf, I saw a sign. Manchester Ave, Next Exit, read the sign, rising out of a mass of blooming oleanders. I thought to myself, "Oh, Sven, Jonny and Pete would think that's funny." Then I saw the exit which led to a small beach nestled between two hills, with palm trees framing the last of the sunset.
I should take a picture and send it as a postcard.
I should take a picture and send it as a postcard.
1 Comments:
Haha.
Strangely, there is no 'San Diego Avenue' anywhere to be found.
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