Sunday in Kennolyn

It is Sunday and Tom and I are in our "Founders Cottage" in Kennolyn Camp which is just outside Santa Cruz California.  Wendy Wirthlin gets married at 3:30 this afternoon up on the hill, where I hear we will have a view of the Pacific Ocean.  Nice.  We are surrounded by redwoods and other evergreens all smelling deliciously piney.  There's a pool and tennis courts, volleyball courts, a barn with rabbits and Vietnamese potbellied pigs.  People live in cottages that look like a barber's store from the front or the post office, so it looks like a small western village.  Plenty of places to roam around.  We made smores by a fire last night and then Tom and I watched "Lady in White" a Masterpiece Theater production that we had with us (netflix).

The night before last we stayed in Carson City, Nevada which is a homey place (and where Ed spent 5 months of his mission).  We drove from there around Lake Tahoe and onto California: an absolutely breathtaking drive and one we'd never done before.  Car trips are enoromously satisfying when the scenery is beautiful and changing along the way.  It's short, but we feel like we're on vacation.