Oh, Santa Barbara, you are so beautiful in the sunshine.
The weather was gloomy for most of Saturday and Sunday when I was down in LA and Santa Barbara. But on Monday morning, it was perfect out. Sometimes I forget what a difference that makes. We stayed at the Bacara, in Goleta, and after an early breakfast, my family (minus my brother, who regularly sleeps in until noon. College.) went for a walk on the beach. It couldn't have been any nicer. It was warm and breezy and all of the plants smelled good. It actually felt like summer.