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whatIt’s 8:30AM and I have just parked my car across the street. I hear a guy talking into his phone in front of a restaurant. “Dude, we were robbed last night. Seriously‚Ķ.”

After grabbing a cup of coffee on my way back I hear him again across the street, “and they knew where everything was, they got it all.”

 

 

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GranDad

Another rainy weekend, which is a good thing I guess as we can never have enough fresh water in Northern California. On Sunday we went for a hike in a nearby Redwood Forest. This tree, ‘the Daddy tree’ is special. It is one of the tallest in the Santa Cruz Mountains and is over 1000 years old. It is so big that loggers in the early 1900’s did not cut it down because it would take too long to cut into smaller pieces to ship up of San Francisco. As you can see Daddy is surrounded by 100 year old, much younger children. Daddy is a beautiful tree and I always feel great after spending a few moments in his presence.

GranDad