It'd rained most of the day and tired as I was from driving I'd stayed inside and read A Year in Provence by Peter Mayle, (for the 2nd or 3rd time; senility has its advantages.). But after checking the forecast, something I RARELY do, and seeing it was supposed to continue for the next two days, I decided to move.
Even though the word "late" hasn't any meaning in this lifestyle, by the time I got put together it was 2:30.
Location Shot
I had a long to-do list that included extra stamps for an especially hefty birthday card, groceries, fender washers for the license plate, maybe laundry, but "late" as it was, we decided most could wait. After the post office & Safeway, we headed north. By then it was 4:30.
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