... or lying in the sun by a Sierra lake...
Sweet sweet thing, was Rebecca the Duchess of Mountain and Sea. Almost to the last she was prancing beside us along forest trails and by the sea, and we're thankful for that.
And we were so glad that she was here to move with us in August to our new little snug harbor south of Half Moon Bay. We can see and smell and hear the ocean, and we can walk to the beach in five minutes--a walk Rebecca loved immediately.
The house name we've carried around for almost 25 years is at home on our garden gate: Strega del Mare... Sea Witch.
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| Sea Witch |
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| Sun setting into the sea, looking past the bottlebrush tree |
The world turns and turns, and around Thanksgiving Rebecca's spirit nudged a new love toward us... Kayak, a white german shepherd who needed rescuing. His family in the Sierra had fallen on hard times and he needed to find his "forever home" (as the rescue sob-sisters call it... sappy, but apropos).
There he was, there we were, it was love at first sight, and he joined us at Strega del Mare for his first sight of the ocean.
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| Kayak gazes toward Hilo |
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| A fine young pup, and angelic... most of the time. |





