So.. mornings lately have been cooler, fall-like. I took Chloe out today and we walked the path that goes along a little creek in the neighborhood. It was cold, I was wearing a tank top and I was debating going back for my sweatshirt. I figured if I walked fast enough it would keep me warm, and after a while that proved to be true enough. There was mist in the air and a slight breeze. The only people out were those walking dogs, a few moms with strollers going jogging. If not for the houses and occasional car going by, I felt like I was away from the city.
The air was cold and clean and reminded me of when we used to go camping in Fort Bragg. We had our favorite campsites that were close to the beach, you could walk straight from your tent out to the path. And when you woke up it was cold and misty, just like today. The only thing missing was the salty smell in the air and the knowledge that hot cocoa was warming up on the stove when I emerged from the tent.
I miss the beach, camping. I don't know the last time we went to MacKerricher. The last few trips to Fort Bragg haven't been like when we were little when we would go every summer. I think we should go again. Until then, every morning as I walk Chloe I will pretend we are on our way to the beach and when I come home I'll warm up some cocoa.
