It's so good to be back. Even with jet lagged kids, seeing my old stomping grounds is just amazing. On the first night, Callie woke at 2am and I took her for a walk on the marsh. The tide was going out and I stood at the bridge wearing her in the sling and let the rushing of the water drift her off to sleep. Fog was rolling inland from the ocean, over the hills, shrouding the mountain. The only other soul I saw on the walk was someone I knew from years past, on his bicycle going to work.

Been to both the MV and the Saus. library, for ice cream, to one of the Corte Madera malls, to the park, and to the beach.

Without further ado, some pics.

...or well, I'd add pics if blogger.com on Internet Explorer wasn't so buggy... maybe next time.