That's right, I've renamed it. Pass it on.
It has been the most perfect, geographically incorrect weather here all week, and we have been really loving the relaxing trip. I am here so infrequently that each time the architectural beauty of this city surprises me afresh. The pastel Victorians lining the streets, the ridiculous hills, the unfamiliar trees... we'd move here in a second if only it weren't a world away from the east coast.
We are staying in Misha's aunt Amy's gorgeous house near Dolores Park - which is where we've been spending our mornings, discovering Lara's climbing skills. Seriously, she's a monkey:
We've also been going to Golden Gate Park most days to hang out with my grandparents, my aunt and uncle, and my dad and Linda:
Lara has fallen in love with Liza, the calm resident dog, who is extremely tolerant of Lara's aggressive affections. Mostly everyone likes to chill on the round couch thing in the den. To wit - Lara with Max and Liza:
One of the joys of living in this climate has to be the ability to mingle the indoors and outdoors. To me being here feels like being in a beach house because of all the open windows, open porch doors, and easy access to nature. It's such a relaxed, happy vibe. I've been raving about it nonstop since we got here. Lara likes it too - particularly smelling flowers in Amy's lovely garden: