Saturday Bret and I took a ride up to Petaluma. I was glad of the opportunity to take a million pictures off the bridge. Like San Francisco here. It was a glorious day, you can see all those boats out, and the sky was so blue. This bridge freaks us out sometimes. I thought I was over it, you can see right out the bottom there and it always creeped me out as a kid, like we'd some how turn to rubber and slip under there and fall into the water. Bret and I got to talking about it and then we creeped ourselves out and couldn't wait for the thing to end. Phew. (I know, we're freaks)
Elizabeth and I had planned on going but she's in pre-market-frenzy mode and ran out of time. Michelle McCauley from the Summer Cottage had emailed us they had a big event Sunday. Sigh, maybe next year. But Bret and I went Saturday afternoon and it was fun. We ran into some friends up there, Sharon and Roger from American Harvest!