One misty moisty morning

We woke up early and headed off into the foggy morning and drove up.

Up and above and into a new world.

The fog seems like ocean.  The mountains become islands.  The distant Monterey peninsula becomes an exotic faraway island.

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Ravens of Worth

I see this pair of ravens almost every morning.  They hang out in downtown Boulder Creek near the coffee shop I go to most mornings for my requisite cup of caffeine.  They are usually accompanied by a group of other ravens — who seem to be under them in their social ranking.  These two hold themselves above the others who squabble and search out food on the street or on nearby roof tops.  It’s clear that this pair has the BEST spot to perch and the others simply have to make do.