A dirt road with no signs leads the way.
Through a gate with a secret code.
And once inside this gate did close.
But opened up to a tree-lined road.
Around the bend into this magical place.
With a frog pond to our right.
And flowers to our left.
Leading us to this perfectly paved path.
Where at its end we came upon our cottage.
More photos to come along with my mad rhyming skillz.
Sure POTUS backs-up traffic and causes mayhem in major cities around the Bay Area, but POTUS is still POTUS, and it’s always fun working these details.
I no fit like this.
But I adapt, and overcome.