A would-be writer at play.

Musings of a trip to southern California

Photo by Ahmad Sepehrnia on Unsplash

I left my home in Mendocino early, taking the twist of licorice I call highway 1, cutting inland at Bodega, stopping off in the beautiful town of Petaluma for tea and toast. By 10:00 am, I’m heading down highway 101, toward San Francisco.

I’ve come to think of San Francisco not as a city; it is a midway Plaisance. People…