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Heading West

I'll be heading to California bright and early in the morning and will be there for two solid weeks. I've got my list ready for all the things No. 1 will need in her new kitchen; plus, we're going to Yosemite for a couple of days and will be staying in a lovely spa/hotel in Sonoma for two days after that.

I'll try to post pictures and adventures when I can, but until then, enjoy a bit of Squirrel Nut Zippers, one of my favorites:

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MmeBenaut said…
Have a fabulous time Robyn. I'll look forward to seeing some pics of Yosemite - a place that I always wanted to visit but now probably never will.
Enjoy! Do try to drop into FB to let us know how you're doing. I'll be thinking of you!
PF said…
Thinking of you, friend. Have a marvelous time with the fam, and give No. 1 a hug from me!
PF
dive said…
Yay! That was fun, Robyn.

I know you'll have a wonderful time. We'll be waiting eagerly for any snippets of news and photos from your travels.

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