This is the last of my love letters to California, at least until late September when we’re scheduled to be back for another couple of weeks. I already miss her rocky coastline and golden fields. I want to buy avocados 9 for $1. I want to take long drives with the windows down and have the air switch back and forth from smelling like the salty sea to eucalyptus every few blocks. I want to stuff myself silly with tacos, and then I want to burn a little in the sun, only to have the landscape taken over by rolling fog few minutes later. I want to drink a bottle of local wine very slowly and sleep in late, all curled up against my Mister. We have a bunch of other adventures lined up for this summer, but right now my heart belongs to the west coast.