Monday, April 19, 2010
Humboldt, CA is a breathe of fresh air.
No. Correction: seeing the faces of friends up in Humboldt is a breathe of fresh air.
I felt so content driving the 6 hours home Sunday after a weekend in Eureka through the woods, green grass fields and small towns dotting highway 101. It was truly springtime at its best.
Sometimes a good, long hug, quality conversation and someone telling you you're a gem is all you really need.
And perhaps a mascarpone, strawberry tart. Good job, Janne...your patience with that crust astounded me.