coffee in hand ~ a view of the rain-washed world: ready... begin! And so the day starts. {sip of coffee ahhhh!: I do love morning coffee...I do, I do} I do love starting the day to fresh scrubbed blue skies, birds playing tag from tree to tree, and the air crisp/cold. I realize this not-quite-winter, not-quite-spring morning that I like season changes. They are subtle, hard to notice here in CA. But perhaps that is part of what formed our personality as a place. We don't s l o w d o w n for snow clogged walkways and roads. We do not have to take hours donning long under ware, socks, more socks, two shirts, pants lined with flannel, boots, thick chunky coats, scarves ~ all just to go get the mail. Here no need to slow down ... we dash outside, shiver, dash back in for a jacket or coat to throw over pretty much the same thing we would wear any season. So, winter might be a coat, autumn perhaps a jacket ~ but our world, like our wardrobe, doesn't really change. but... I notice sea...