This morning v and I awoke in Grass Valley, Ca. where we had driven up to on Saturday morning to attend the celebration of life of our friend Jerry Foote. He will continue to live on in our hearts and memories as a truly inspirational human being.
We took a walk around Nevada City this morning before heading back home. It snowed last night, but only lightly. It wasn't overly cold while we walked. The temperatures were in the high 30's. The town looks like a time capsule from the gold rush days of California, except for the businesses now housed in the old brick and stone buildings.
I took a couple of pictures of interesting offerings in an antique shop in Auburn where we stopped for lunch.
As beautiful as the countryside along Interstate 49 and the old gold rush towns along the route, it is so good to be back in our little home and sanctuary. It was a lot for v as he finishes up round 5 of chemo, but he says he's fine, just a little tired. Isn't it said that a change is as good as a rest?
While v took a turn at driving I couldn't resist trying to capture the sunlight on the branches of the trees along the road home just west of Sacramento.
In bocca al lupo. m & v