However, this past July I stayed at my sister's friend's place in Glen Ellen for 16 days. This is her view up Sonoma Mountain, with the fog just lifting off in the morning, the bees buzzing on her masses of lavender, and the olives ripening away on her trees.
I am grateful I have been able to carve out a life that led me to this place. I am grateful I have a husband who supports all my weird artful follies and sees value in them. I am grateful I have a Mum who came along and made it much more fun than being alone. And I'm grateful for my sister who told me about the house-sitting option. Oh and to the owners, for letting us stay in this wonderful place. I really really hope it's a yearly thing. I could totally get used to that. :)