The time has come, the walrus said........... well, whatever he said, I have changed it to: the time has come for me to be home, to stand on something that does not move, shake, shudder or roll, fly or float. The train, the Ocean Starlight, slowly rumbled down the tracks, going down some good switchbacks on a very steep hill and past some stunning ocean views - even seeing a whale. I recognise some of the places along the way from other times I have been out here. Lunch was great, the wine refreshing, chatting with Becky fun, as always.... the views are ever changing - from vineyards to strawberry fields dotted with brightly clothed people bent ove,r filling baskets, to very worn out farm homes where one can see that scratching out a living has
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