Friday we "crashed" the empty residence of a wealthy real estate developer down the coast to watch the sun set over the ocean from the back deck. Jayleen’s friend is the caretaker of the property when the owners are not in residence. The house is spacious with views to die for. The wood floors and gas fireplace are warm and inviting. Sadly, the decorator ignored the fabulous location; the formal, almost entirely beige, interior cries out for color and character. The furniture is stiff and uncomfortable. There was a time I would have envied the owners their beautiful home. Not now.
Several afternoons have been warm enough even in late September for Gracie to swim in the river. She loves to chase the tennis ball in the water, oblivious to the audience of harbor seals.
Saturday there was a whale sighting. The spout would appear first, then the back of the whale gleaming in the sun. Unfortunately they were out beyond the reef in the ocean, so I could not get pictures One more thing off my bucket list
. Since then the ocean waves have been high, slamming the rocks in glorious displays of cascading curls and streams. The river is calm, some mornings almost a mirror but for the ripples where the harbor seals splash or the sea birds dive. Monday I take the Old Gray Goose in for repairs. Wednesday and Thursday nights I am booked at a camp ground in Klamath Falls, Oregon. Every now and then I have to plan ahead so I can request mail delivery. I shall miss this place, and plan to return, but there is so much more to see.
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