I am a cold-weather kind of girl. I love cold, dappled sunlight, even gray and gloomy kind of days. Love sweaters, coats, and comfort food. I think I love the fact that cold days give me an excuse to drink coffee all day. Can hardly wait for rain to come too. That is why I get excited when September comes. On Labor Day weekend, my family greeted the 'ber month with a day trip to Pescadero where the temp would be at least 20 degrees cooler. We went down the beach to do the California thing - which is to walk, play tag with the waves, watch the crazy body boarders hurl themselves at the cold and angry waves, stare at the gulls, and lounge on the sand to eat. After the beach, we ate lunch at a Taqueria inside a gas station store, scored a shirt and a Forever 21 jacket from a Thrift Shop, browsed at a gallery that sells handpainted tiles and woven plastic gas from Madras Island, played with an old typewriter at an antique shop, and drank coffee, ate ice cream and croissant at a General Store/Bakery. We visited an 1871 light house at the end of the day and then drove home with the sunset. It was a fall kind of day.
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