All the Wrong Reasons

Hey Everybody!  How was the weekend?  Hope yours was good!  Mr. Paradis and I went to San Francisco to see the David Hockney show now closing at the De Young museum.  (Some pictures about that maybe later in the week.)

This pretty post is what I'll call a "meta" post

(using pictures I've been collecting over the year) that seem somehow so appropriate for what's going on inside my head.......

"A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS"

but none of which were taken by me, and which reflect only remotely what is going on in my external life.

When I say that this post is about "All the Wrong Reasons" it's because for a brief weekend in SF

life was delicious and sweet and lovely.  And so is my backyard coming home.

Life is lazy and feels safe.  But here in California we are living in the middle of a grand illusion.  (As perhaps much of the whole world is.)  For us, the problem is no rain.  We drove home through thousands and thousands of miles of dry blonde hills the color of a lion's haunches.

This is terribly wrong in January.  The hills should be green.  So I am posting these pictures - FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS.  I should be out doing rain dances instead of enjoying life so very much.