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2023 Reading List

San Francisco in an infinitely interesting place with thousands of stories within its seven square miles.

A small valentine to this place, a small cottage off Carmel’s main drag, where my great-great grandmother and her daughter lived for many years. When I was a kid, my grandmother had a weaving store here and I spent many afternoons amid the (seemingly) huge wooden looms, spinning wheels, and skeins of yarns, while spying on customers from the tiny loft above. 

It seems fitting to spend Lunar New Year at Ano Nuevo, christened New Year’s Point by Don Sebastian Vizcaino as he sailed by in early January 1609. But better than this fun fact is a day spent with the elephant seals here, after seven months at sea, to fight, mate, and give birth. Not a bad place to rethink goals and gratitude for the New Year.nline can make all the difference.

Winter walking in Lands End, my favorite tangle of miners lettuce, blackberry, and cypress perched on a rocky slide above the sea. 

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Standing at the edge of the sea in Sechelt, on the Sunshine Coast in British Columbia. Here, we spent the week hiking the temperate rainforest, canoeing through schools of jellyfish, playing baseball on our rocky slice of beach, and reading as summer rainstorms passed through our cedar-forest hideout.

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Top Five favorite things about Golden Gate Park

1. Hearing the creak of the west-facing windmills coming to life on a foggy morning

2. The great blue heron, nearly five feet tall, who plays invisible waiting to snag a gopher along JFK Drive

3. Riding past the floridly psychedelic lightshow illuminating the white lace Conservatory of Flowers late at night

4. The yip of coyotes, the dives of red tail hawks, the rumors of mountain lions, and all those other wild things who find their home here

5. Tiny doors tucked in quiet spaces, built with care and whimsy, that open to reveal their tiny treasures

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Riding by the Lincoln Park Steps on the way home from dropping the kids off at school, I get a rush of civic pride for their craftsmanship and beauty even in this obscure corner of my neighborhood. Not pictured: a golden glow as clouds pulled away, the sound of the fog horn, and the quiet of the early morning streets.