Well, it's been a long, happy, bittersweet, hot, cabin, camping and family-filled two weeks! What a great treat to get to see so much family. Two and a half weeks ago Greg, Mattie and I headed to Santa Monica for a moving party at Grandma and Grandpa's house in Santa Monica with the entire Horst family (except Dawn - we missed you!) and dozens of friends and neighbors. There are a lot of memories in the bones of that old home, in the fruit trees and tennis court, on the front porch under the historic portico and on countless walks down to the beach and back. Luckily, everyone gets to take those with them. We camped in the side yard (Mattie was so happy to be in a tent again), danced, drank and visited to an awesome Beatles cover band in the back, and celebrated nearly 50 years of Horsts on Alta Avenue. Mattie, cozy and sleeping in on Alta Avenue. The Horst kids. Grandpa and his trees. We went down to visit Grandpa Dave in Marina del Rey before getting back ...
Silly adventures in wild places with a girl and her dog.