Laziness is a Virtue

It is my humble (perhaps not so) opinion that being lazy is, in fact, a virtue. Why is it that people think we should always be productive? Always doing something. Accomplishing something. Achieving something. Blah. I say, be lazy. Lounge. Recline. Nap in the middle of the day if you like.

Of course, it doesn't hurt that I'm on a little vacation. It is easy to be lazy when you have rented a little cottage amid tall redwoods. A place where you can stumble out of bed at your leisure and immediately curl up on the couch with a book until you feel productive enough to get breakfast together -- at, oh, around about 11 a.m.

Pan to just around one o'clock when you decide it might be worthwhile to take a drive somewhere, like out to Occidental to peruse the little shops. Then another leisurely drive out to the ocean via Coleman Valley road. Maybe a stop in Bodega to check out the historical location of the school house from The Birds. Then maybe a late (4:00) lunch at a tasty, tho' decidedly over-priced, restaurant on Tomales Bay. Ah, fresh oysters. Wine. Fresh cut french fries. Grilled sardines. Yum.

Pan back to the cottage for another evening of doing absolutely nothing -- not even games. Just sitting on the porch or couch reading, occasionally chatting, but mainly just being quiet. The only real noises the crackling of the fire, the occasional snorts of the pug or the periodic Michael-chuckle.

I say, laziness is a good thing and done far to infrequently. Revel in it when the opportunity arises!

Fire Fire Burning Bright

Ah, the joy of a smoldering fire. Here we are up in the Russian River area in our little weekend cottage getaway. Michael shows off his fire-making prowess as we settle down for the evening.



We had a really nice drive up to Healdsburg where we walked around the square a little and then had dinner outdoors (restaurant patio). Weather is warm, tho' the night is cool enough for the fire. There were many children playing on the grass next to our table. It made Edwin and I cranky. Kids, who needs 'em!

The cottage, built in 1938, is terrible cute and quaint. Perfect for the 3 of us and The Gobi.

Tomorrow perhaps some wine tasting and a drive across the valley and the hills to Calistoga.

Birdie

Oooohhhhh Lobster

Yum